First Day of Preschool

The first day of preschool had finally arrived this fine sunny morning. For the past three weeks, Gavin would get so excited that he would actually shake when he talked about it. Primarily about the part where he gets to ride the big yellow bus. Well, as the story goes, after three weeks of being excited about riding the bus, Gavin now had second thoughts. When he woke up this morning he wasn't too sure he really wanted to go to preschool. When the bus arrived he "ran away". We finally talked him into trying it just one time. After a few tears, he consented and drove onto the bus ramp.

So, it didn't take long and he was ready to go with a smile on his face again! This was, of course, after dad had promised to follow behind in the car along with having his sisters and cousins waving and cheering him on (thanks be to the support/cheering squad).

...and so, as it turned out, he had a wonderful day playing outside, eating pizza and playing Duck Duck Goose.

On the way home from school mommy asked "did you make any new friends." He said, "no I didn't make friends, I meet friends." I think he wanted to make it clear to mommy that he can't "make" friends.

A little later he said, "I sure love preschool, thank you mommy for letting me go to preschool." I suppose sometimes our kiddos just need a little tearful persuasion.