First Day of School

Last week the day that John Patrick has been longing for for months arrived....the first day of "school". Since his last day in May he has been asking when he would be able to go back to school. Tuesday was registration day and we only stayed for about an hour. John was so upset that he did not get to eat his lunch there and play on the playground. He cried and cried because we did not stay for "a long time". On Thursday morning he informed me that he needed to stay at school for a long time and that I needed to leave him there and go far far away. The good thing about a response like this is that I know that he is happy and well taken care of. Molly also started at the WEE school last week. I debated whether or not she was ready and whether or not I was ready, but after strong coaxing from my mother, I let her go. I was so worried about her all day and I was sure that she would cry all day. When I picked her up I was informed that she did great and only cried when it was time for lunch. I must admit I was a little broken hearted that she did not protest my absence.