Sick.....of School

Jacob's first day of school went great....for him. I walked him into class, followed him as he found his desk. Anxiously looked on as he said hello to his neighbors. Then just when I was feeling like a comfort to him, he turned around and said, "You can go now mom!". Apparently I was less a comfort and more of an embarrassment.

Samuel's first day was something of the same. When I woke him up in the morning the first thing he said to me was that he didn't need my help, he knew where his classroom was. Sure enough he meant it.I was walking down the hall with Jacob and Sam,(their classrooms are kitty corner) talking to Jacob about something and suddenly Sam takes off. He hung his backpack up and went in his room. So I dropped Jacob off and went to check on Sam. He had already found his seat, grabbed a coloring sheet and started working. I had to beg for a picture, hug and kiss. He was the only child at his table that didn't look scared to death. For the first week of school Jacob was enjoying everything and every night when I tucked Sam in he would say, "Mom, I LOVE school!". The tune has now changed. Jacob tells me everyday he is not going to school. His work drives him crazy and nuts. His voice is sore and it is against the rule book for him to go. The principal said so. Today he went so far as to tell me he was going to the office and "showing" them his sore voice so he could go home. No calls yet so he must have forgotten and cleared his throat. Last year for the last month of school he told me everyday that it was the last day, his teacher said so. This year we didn't even make it two weeks into school before it started. I am now dreading the next 11 years of school........So is Jacob.