Jack has been adjusting pretty well to this new routine of Kindergarten.  He eagerly gets himself dressed in the morning, excited to wear his new clothes and shoes. He walks up the hill to school with pride, bouncing and telling me more stories from the day before as he processes what lies before him on this day.  He is making friends- one child even brought him a cookie yesterday for lunch- although he doesn't seem to know more than a few of his classmates names.  He eats a big breakfast in the morning after learning on the first day that there are no snacks before lunch; he told me "I couldn't play much on the first recess because I was so hungry that my belly hurt."

All of this make me proud as I watch him find his own way (aside from the being hungry part which made me incredibly sad).  But, I can also see between the lines and I know he still has some nerves that are being rattled, some fear over what this school thing is all about.  "School is boring" he said this morning, when I think what he really means is that it is uncomfortable, so full of unknowns.  Overwhelming unfamiliar.  And this makes me feel helpless and a bit worried for him.

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