He's Off!

No tears. Can you believe it?? Not even one. Now he could be crying hysterically by now, who knows, but as I dropped him off, he was perfect.
This morning Will got up about 6:45. I made him a waffle with some bacon and grapes. He ate a good breakfast and then we read some books. The whole time I just felt like I was delaying the inevitable. I got him dressed in his back to school get-up. He looked so adorable and the minute he put his backpack on, he looked about 5 years old. Will is obsessed with his back pack and would carry it around all day long if I let him.
My brother and sister in law started the tradition when Dylan started kindergarten (he will start 4th grade this year!!!) of taking his picture in their driveway with his backpack on. So I figured I would start the same tradition with Will....Which of course turned into a photo shoot....
He had some serious bed head this morning, but I did the best I could. As I sit here blogging in a very quiet house and trying to keep myself busy, these pictures just remind me of how much I love this little boy and what a precious blessing he has been to our lives. I can't believe he is already so big! This morning as we were driving there I was trying to get him super excited about what was about to happen. I spoke in my most enthusiastic voice about the new books he would read, the blocks he would play with, and the new playground he would get to play on. Each time I said something new, Will would gasp and start clapping. Things were looking good! I on the other hand was a little hot and sweaty, super nervous about dropping him off. I told Will I was going to say our prayers in the car and when I looked in my rear view mirror, he had his hands clasped together and folded like we have been working on when we say the blessing at dinner. It was the most precious thing I have ever seen. He kept them folded the entire time I spoke our prayers to the Lord-reassure Will that Momma would come back, keep Momma busy today and have peace about the situation, etc.
On our way in, he saw the playground and when he realized we weren't immediately going to the playground, he started to cry, only for a second and then he got it together. We walked into his room where other little children were playing with blocks and dishes and books. I started talking to his teacher and he started squirming, wanting down. So I put him down, and he started playing blocks with another little girl. He was totally fine, and didn't even have his paci. I was amazed. I talked to his teacher for a few more minutes and off I went. He looked at me twice while I was talking but didn't seem concerned and went back to playing.
I received an email from the director about 20 minutes ago that said "Will has had some tears this morning, but he is slowly settling in. We will give him lots of love. See you this afternoon." While it breaks my heart to know he has been crying, I knew it would happen, and I am so grateful that he is in a place that loves him so much and I know will take good care of him. So I'm off to the grocery store and any other task that might keep me busy for the next few hours, all while a constant prayer runs through my head for my sweet little guy!