|Partial family pic in his classroom during his open house|
|I wanna go to school too, Mom...|
|Guess I'll settle for hippo huntin'|
Upon pick up X-man had pictures that he cut out and glued and colored all by himself...he was so proud of himself and couldn't wait to show it off. We met J for lunch and the two of us prodded him for details and we got a few...many we kinda had to piece together to get a real picture of how it went, but it seemed to be a swimming success.
Then came Thursday...day 2 of school. "I don't wanna go to school," was the sentiment I heard all morning. Mrs. Costello, one of his fantastic teachers had warned us of this during orientation. Kids are often full of excitement on that first day, but after that first day passes, there are often tears and hesitations that weren't there before...all normal, but still distressing to all parties. He reluctantly got dressed and ate breakfast and we loaded up into the van (much sooner than we had on day one). The whole way there he continued to tell me he didn't want to go, he just wanted to go home, he thought he might need a nap (at 8:30 a.m.). We made it...on time...and by the time we made it to the front door of school he was all smiles. He hung up his bag, found his name tag and dove right in again, despite several teary classmates who were also struggling on day 2.
Upon picking up my little champ, he was as high as a kite! In an attempt to excite him about school that day I had told him that if he could tell me the name of one of his classmates when I picked him up that I would give him a special treat. He immediately told me one of his new friends was Allie...I haven't checked into his accuracy, but it was good enough for me. He skipped in circles all around me all the way out to the van in the parking lot. On the way home he said he wanted to go to school tomorrow. I told him he wouldn't have school until next week.
"But, why?????" he whined.
Guess he's over his apprehension. :)
In baby news...Jilly is growing like a weed. She is now 7 weeks old. How in the heck did that happen? It seems it was days ago she was taking her first sweet, soggy breaths in my arms and now she's smiling and cooing. She is an entirely different baby than the boys were. She is regularly sleeping 5-7 hour stretches at night and that is because she has an abundance of fat reserves to get her from one end of those stretches to the other. At my 6 week check up with my midwife, she tipped the scales at 13 pounds 5 ounces! She has gained nearly 5 pounds in just over 6 weeks and grown almost 3
|Look at those muscles! :)|