A Milestone is a Milestone.. right?

My Facebook feed is flooded with adorable pictures of children dressed in their new school clothes, smiling in front of their homes, or perhaps their schools.  Ready and excited for their first day.  

I have no such picture. This milestone did not go that way for me.  And I bet it didn't go as great as all the photos suggest either.. But hey, a milestone is a milestone.


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Here is my rundown on Logan's first day of Kindergarten:
1. I wake Logan up and he goes down stairs. I get in the shower, Allison wakes up and screams as James comes and takes her back to bed.
2. I get out of the shower, go down stairs to find that Logan did not get his clothes on.
3. I get dressed in the living room, as Logan cries on the couch about not wanting to go to school.
He hates it.
4. I try to bribe him with donuts.
5. I physically remove his pjs and put on his uniform as he fights it halfheartedly. 
6. He begs for a smaller shirt.
7. I show him that ALL his uniform shirts are the same size.
8. I promise him I will buy him a smaller shirt today.
9. He again says he never wants to go to school. I tell him fine, buts it's part of his agreement to live here, so if he doesn't want to go to school he can live outside. He cries some more.
10. I tell him to get in the car or daddy will have to take him. I laugh about something and he tells me to stop laughing.
11. In the car I try to hand him a pop tart, he does sad eyes and brings up the donut bribe. I give in to avoid another round of tears.
12. I grab plastic chocolate donuts from the gas station on the way. He eats them in the car with tears still running down his face.
13. At the school I accidentally end up in car line, while I am supposed to be parking and walking him in for the first day only. 
14. the car line teachers help me get to a parking spot. In the car Logan wipes the chocolate off his face and hands and puts his lunchbox in his book bag.
15. We get out of the car. He cries quietly and hold my hand tight. In the hallway, we stop and he gets water.
16. At the classroom, I help him get his lunchbox out of his book bag and he places it where it goes. He hangs his bag on his hook.
17. He looks at me and his eyes well up. I ask if he wants a hug. Tears leak and he says no. I tell him "I love you, go sit in your seat."
And then to his teacher--"he's all yours now."
18. She says "you're used this, huh?" 😢 I tell her "he's not great with transitions, but he'll be fine" as I walk down to hall.

No pictures, tons of tears. My eyes welled a few times. 
And I didn't realize until typing this that he didn't brush his teeth.

Happy First Day of Kindergarten.

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