
ready to go!
Master D liked the first day of preschool.
here's what they did in Mrs. Queenie's class, according to Master D.
"we ate chocolate pudding. we played with blue play dough. I made a bead bracelet."
that's what you do in preschool.
eat chocolate pudding.
play with blue play dough.
make beautiful bead bracelets.
check out that awesome bracelet! this is the preschool i wanted him in. this is the preschool i hounded weekly to make sure they got the paperwork - got the registration fee - got the message - got the hint... and they did. and i love'em for that! it's a beautiful faith based preschool in the 'bury.
that morning - we ate a healthy breakfast, took our vitamins, dressed in the new back to school outfit, he was excited, we entered the building, and i went to hang the backpack, showing him where it would be...and before I could turn around, he was in the classroom, playing with the trains, playing with the numbers. on his way. without me. and well, if he wasn't going to cry... I let out a sob as I hung his book bag on his peg. took one last peek into the classroom and left.
the bookbag. hung with care.and with that, my baby boy started his journey into the wonderful world of education yesterday.
as i wrote in his journal, i time traveled backwards, 3...2....1 years ago.
a year ago on sept 6 we were coming home from our first family vacation to HHI. my favorite time ever. it's my new happy place. it's the place i hope to go next year with the family and friends. dig my toes deep in to the sand and recall that "this time last year, Master D was spending his first day in preschool..."
two years ago, we went to the Akron Zoo. i snapped Daddy's favorite picture of all times. We caught him feeding the dog about 20 dog biscuits... he patted the dog on the head and said "good doggie". we laughed at the simplicity of the task. and the happiness we felt because of him.
three years ago, he was rolling around the house, hosting his first playdates and chowing down on rice cereal and sweet potatoes and pear juice. he was making the big move from pumpkin bucket to the big boy car seat.
four years ago, the hubs and i were a month out, officially in the t-minus stage, of finalizing plans for our wedding.
but yesterday. we hugged and kissed and he went to school. alone. and i got in the car. and drove away. alone.
it makes me so proud. to see him in school. to know that he loves it. to be the mom of a preschooler. to be his mom.

mom...did you hear about microsoft 7 campaigning during cw's vampire diaries and letting social media do the rest, interesting...interesting....
and today. his second day of preschool. it was red day. and he wore his red polo shirt and brand new red croc-o-diles (crocs). he wanted to read the newspaper on our way to school. it wasn't the newspaper. it was my latest advertising age. once at school, he hid under the table and put together a puzzle. it broke my heart to leave. but i knew he'd be okay and be out from under the table probably before i was out of the parking lot. I asked him what he did today. and he said,
i ate green grapes. bugs are mean.(?) i drew an crescent and an astronaut and colored the apple, the stop sign and the barn red. Ladybugs and strawberries are red. i'm expecting mensa's call any day now...
i'm sure there will be good days... and bad days. there will be days he doesn't want to go to school. there will be days i don't want to put on my pretty-momma clothes and go to school. but there will be days when everything clicks, and we are packed and ready to go. ready for a fun day. and sooner than later... his first day of preschool will turn into his first day of college. and i'll weep because, 15 years ago... 10 years ago... 5 years ago... he was my little preschooler...and i was his proud mom.
my mom is great...my mom is cool...but it's time for me to go to school (~Sid the Science Kid)