What can I say, my youngest is a big momma's boy. Which I love and enjoy, but today on his first day of preschool I was hoping he'd be ready for a little separation. When I woke him up this morning, the first thing he said was, "I don't want to go to preschool." And he continued saying that all the way to Miss Kim's.But as we pull into preschool, Bennett hops right out of the van and I'm thinking "YES! He's going to do it and have no problems." And he's still fine while I'm filling out the paperwork (standing right next to me though) so I'm still pretty hopeful. And Maddie was standing right next to him, staring and wanting to play and I know he thought about leaving my side, but was still a little unsure. Then I tell him goodbye and he says, "I'm scared" and starts crying. Miss Kim came over, took his hand and comforted him as I left.
When I picked him up after preschool he was so excited to show me the cool dinosaur book he checked out from the library and Miss Kim and Miss Diane said he only cried for probably 2 seconds after I left, which is was hoping for (thanks guys). I asked him what his favorite thing about preschool was and he said, "EATING!" Typical boy answer.
Bennett and Maddie hugged goodbye and I'm hoping next Tuesday will go even smoother!




