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"Be true to your school..."

We are halfway through PJ's first week of school. It's been fairly uneventful in that he hasn't peed his pants, started a brawl with another student, or suddenly became able to recite Hamlet. Uneventful, but still surprising in ways that I didn't expect:

I've cried every day.

Yup. I sobbed on his first day, and sobbed on his second day when he rode the bus for the first time. And I cried today on this third day, too. I know I'm crazy, but this is a huge change for all of us, and I am still feeling so very emotional about it all! I still can't get over that I kiss my Boy goodbye and put him on a bus to school. That's such a big boy thing to do!

About that crazy...

Okay. So, it turns out I'm even crazier then I imagined. Because yesterday, after I put PJ on the bus, I drove over to his school to stalk watch him get off the bus. I know. I know, okay? It's crazysauce. And I promised I'd only do it once. It actually helped a lot- I saw him get off the bus, looking safe and happy and okay. Now I know.

Oh, and there's more crazy...

I had no idea that children come home from school and lose their ever-loving minds!!!
PJ has been like a cyclone every night this week!! He's in a good mood, but has been in sensory-seeking mode. He goes through his toys like he's the Tasmanian Devil, throwing, dumping, smashing and banging. The other night in the tub, he was spinning on his butt and using his arms and legs to propel him at a speed that, quite frankly, was kind of alarming! He looked like the inside of my washing machine! I'm kind of kicking myself that I didn't toss on my laundry and some soap! It was frantic and it kind of freaked me out. I am pretty sure that's the Autism talking, but I am hoping that his body will get used to this new schedule and even out.
They still have Santa's Secret Shop!!

I'm sure it has some overly-PC name now, but PJ got to go shopping a little store set up at his school. It's a fun way for younger kids to do holiday shopping on their own. I loved it when I was little, and I was so excited that PJ got to experience it! Judging from what he "picked", I can only assume that his teacher or an aide helped guide his shopping trip. But, it filled my heart and I can't wait for Pete to open the first gift PJ ever shopped "on his own" for!

The days are long.

I assumed that the day would seem to go by so fast, with PJ being gone all morning and without therapy at home any more. Wrong. The days are dragging. I think it's because, right now, I am consumed with missing my boy during the day and his craziness at night. These days, though busy and still full, are going slowly, and I find myself exhausted at the end of the day, despite having over two hours "off" every morning!

School clothes are awesome

I love laying out his little outfits each night. His wardrobe is not even normal, he has so many clothes, so this one isn't really a shocker. I thought it would make me sad, but it gives me a little thrill to know he'll march into school each morning looking So. Damn. Cute!

It's only been three days, so this update, I'm sure, is a little annoying! But I am so thankful for everyone who checked in on me and asked after PJ on his first day- my Boy is so loved and that alone will get him through so many things!

Love that lucky little Dude!


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