He was so excited in the days leading up to it. He kept asking if it was Thursday yet, and when I dropped him off in his class that morning, he just walked right in and made himself comfortable. After talking to the teachers for a few minutes, I went over to say "goodbye". That's when I was caught off guard by the large lump in my throat. My baby is growing up! Somehow, I managed to swallow the lump and make my exit without too much of a scene. If a two-day-a-week preschool chokes me up, what on earth will I do when he starts kindergarten? Yikes!
It was so strange not having Cole at home for a large part of the day, but it was great to have some time with just Max. We haven't had much of that, for obvious reasons. Max enjoyed it too, although he did ask for his big brother a couple of times.
"Dole?" he would say, and point to Cole's room.
"Cole's at school, sweetie," I would reply.
He seemed ok with that, but he was very excited when we went to go pick him up. Incidentally, I think it's sweet that Max looks up to his big brother so much already. I hope it continues.
Finally the time came to pick up Cole. When we got to his class, his teachers said he had a great day. He even came home with a "Super Student" certificate for being a good friend. I'm so proud!
Our school boy...
...and his certificate.
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