Preschool Pancakes

I just dropped off my not-so-little baby boy at preschool for his first day! WAHHHH!

Yes, I cried, but not until after I said my good-byes and walked away. And only because I'm SO PROUD of him. Though yes, it's bittersweet to send him off to school for the first time, it's also really exciting. I think he will enjoy it and thrive and make new friends and learn so much. His preschool is fantastic.

(More pics coming soon!)

This morning he knew it was the day when he'd start preschool. We made pancakes together (his request) while Lola took her morning nap. Around 11:45 when it was time to start getting ready to go, he really started dawdling. He crawled back in bed, informing me that he wasn't going to school today. "I'm going to take a four-hour nap," he said.

Finally, he made his way downstairs for a quick snack. Then more dawdling at his train table.

"I'll go to school another time. Not right now. I'm want to fly a kite now instead."

So there you have it.

I promised to look for string for his kite and that if it was windy enough, we'd find a field to go fly it in after school. I also promised a trip to Izze's Ice Cream. (Okay, okay, so that last part is just as much a reward for mama!)

A few minutes after saying he would NOT be going to school today, he gently walked to the front door and said, "Okay Mama, I'm ready. Let's go."

*Melt.* My brave boy.

Then he told me he would miss me and asked if Lola would miss him while he was at school. Once we arrived, he played with some puzzles and said hello to the yellow and blue parakeets, named Sunshine and Moonie. One of them squawked at him. "He's saying `hello!' and `welcome to school!'" I told Graham. He lit up and said back to them, "Hello! Hello!" We hugged and said good-bye. His lead teacher, Miss Margie, called him over to play with trains. He didn't cry and I didn't see him look back at me.

I think he's going to like it there.