I knew it was coming but.....

Tate's first couple of weeks of Kindergarten went much better than I had anticipated. He says he loves his school, he's fond of his teacher, he has made friends in his class and, of course, loves Miss Cathy in the office. (Miss Cathy also happens to be his teacher at church.) Although there were a couple of teary days when it was time for me to leave him there, the tears didn't even fall - they just welled. He has had to use several bandaids but has "been brave" about the scrapes. 

One day last week, I was in the office when Tate's class came out of their room. Although he saw the truck so he knew I was there, he panicked a bit & started to cry. He has also started to ask the questions-

"what's the plan for tomorrow?" "who is going to pick me up?" "when will you be able to work in my classroom?" "how many days until Wednesday?" "after today, how many more days of school?" Etc. Mornings have slowed down. Instead of being up and dressed, he's sort of up and not dressed. Best of all, he is having some major clothing issues. If his shorts hit at the wrong point of his leg, they are bothering him. If he can't button his jeans on his own, they don't work. If the jeans aren't well, approved, then they're just unacceptable. I haven't quite gotten a clear idea of what the specific trouble with jeans is but I'm not going to put a lot of effort in to finding logic in his objections. He won't wear jean shorts at all. I went to Old Navy last week and found him some sweat pants and some pull up cotton pants that he tried on and said he would wear. I thought that I had solved the no jeans problem. You'd think I would have learned by now. He wore the grey pair yesterday and they were totally fine but the blue pair were "falling off" today. He didn't like where the bottom of the pants hit his ankle although they are exactly the same as the ones from yesterday. Finding clothes for school is becoming an issue. Hooray for me. Something else to try to puzzle through every day. 

Best of all, his new pajamas - which he picked out - have a big problem. One of the cuffs is tighter than the other one. This is not cool. 

I'm excited about this. We've started crying in the morning when it's time to get ready for school. Then we cry some more while arguing about what clothes to wear. We cry when doing homework. And, just like the first day of school, this morning when I dropped him off, I ran away when he wasn't looking.