First Day of Preschool

Today was our little man's first day of preschool. He has been pretty excited about it since orientation last week. We found out this morning the reason he was so stoked was because they had ice cream during orientation and he assumed he'd be getting more ice cream today, naturally. We had to break the news to him that there wouldn't be any ice cream and it was downhill from there. Just kidding, sort of. The complaining stopped once we actually arrived. He didn't even say bye to us really.

The only iffy moment came when we went to pick him up. We made the mistake of sticking our heads in for him to see us, but then we had to wait for each kid to leave one at a time. He would walk over to the half door with quivery lips and welled up eyes calling out for us. It was pretty pitiful. When we got in the car, I asked if he wanted a Happy Meal, and he said, "no, I want a sad meal." Cue the violins.

Based on what he told us in the car, he had fun but the one thing he did not like... standing in line. Apparently the teacher had to gently nudge him along after recess. He did not appreciate that and told us that he was going to argue tomorrow. Other than the standing in line issue (which he stated clear over and over), he enjoyed himself, especially painting. He told us he wore a blue jacket to paint which I'm assuming is a smock. We'll see how tomorrow goes. One day down, 15 more years to go. Keep your fingers crossed.