Crazy Comma Momma: Better than Christmas!

Apparently the first day of school for a first-grader is exciting stuff!

Last night Damon had trouble falling asleep. Well, he ALWAYS has trouble falling asleep, but last night was worse than usual. After 2.5 hours, he told me that he was just too excited about school and he couldn't sleep. I told him to try and think about something else, and he said he just couldn't... he'd TRY to think of something else and then school would pop up in his mind again. I suggested that he try counting... his response to this was a huge sigh and a major display of eye-rolling, and then he said, "Nevermind, Mom." (I swear, the counting thing really DOES work!)

Damon finally fell asleep, probably somewhere around midnight.

Then, at 5am, I woke up to find him sitting at the foot of my bed... just staring at me. ACK!

"Damon, WHAT are you doing? It's 5 o'clock in the morning... you need to get back to sleep."

"Isn't it time to go to school yet, Mom??"

Dear Lord. No, no no no no no. 5am is NOT time to go to school. The sun is not even up at 5am; the stupid dogs aren't even up at 5am. We are NOT supposed to be awake at 5am.

So, I escorted this delusional child back to his bed for at least 2 more hours of sleep. However, I don't think he went back to sleep. He just laid in there, waiting to hear an alarm clock or the pitter patter of his father's feet, signaling the start of the day.

Nick drove Damon to school this morning... and unlike a lot of my friends who are crying on the first day of school this year because their babies are leaving the nest, I can honestly say that I was HAPPY to see them go! Buh-bye, love you, I'll pick you up this afternoon, have a good day, be good, listen to your teacher... and all that jazz. And I have thoroughly enjoyed the past hour of peace and quiet (because Avery is still sleeping).

Here are a few pics of Damon right before he darted out of the house (and probably hyperventilated on the drive to school):