Does anyone remember Mikey?
Well, I'm not actually talking about cereal but that was a cool commercial.
I am talking about Middle School!
The 6th grade to be exact.
We got out of the house on time this morning and I was all set to walk Michael onto campus and to his first class.
As it turns out my soon to be 12-year-old looked at me and said...
"Nope, not gonna happen, Mom."
He wanted us to drop him off in the parking lot and
he stated that he would be taking things from there.
All I can remember stammering was, "but...but...but" as I stared out the windshield at what appeared to be giants trying to
masquerade around as 7th and 8th graders.
How would he find his classroom? His friends?
I mean we did do the walk around after we picked up
his schedule the day before but would that be enough?
Turns out it was enough.
He loved his first day of middle school.
He likes all his teachers and he didn't have any
trouble finding his way around.