The bus showed up at about 10 to 12 to pick him up. No tearful goodbyes, no running away. He just got up on the bus and he was off to school. No muss, no fuss. I spent the rest of the afternoon with the lass. We played Candyland, ran the dogs a little, played with dinosaurs, then went to the park. When we came home, the Wife was already waiting for the bus.
When the bus finally did go by, the Wife laughed and said “I think he was sleeping!” Sure enough, the bus pulled up, and the driver informed us that someone would have to wake him up- he was out like a light. The Wife took care of it and to his credit, he got up and walked off the bus himself. He wasn’t too happy about falling asleep but by the end of the day I think we’d convinced him it wasn’t something to be ashamed of.
After he unwound for a little we went into the pool and played there for awhile. After dinner, he talked to both sets of Grandparents to tell them about his first day and the bus trip. And that was the day. Just 180 or so more to go…
And now the countdown starts for the lass, whom will start her pre-K next week.