Today was the big day!
Peter started preschool!!!
He'd been counting down the days (or number of sleeps) to this day. All of us were excited for this day to arrive and it finally came. Even I had the "new school year" butterflies last night and had a hard time falling asleep. I guess that feeling never goes away, even when it's not you starting a new school year!
I made a note for Peter on the front of his Trapper keeper folder that was in his bookbag - just a little something from home:
We started early at a 7am wake up call (Mommy had been up since 5:30am, which is very rare for me). This morning call was not a difficult one, but it gave me a glimpse of some of those early mornings when it'll be hard to get the kids out of bed in time for school.
It took no time for Peter to be dressed and ready for school, bookbag and all! It seems as though Sydney even took notice of this brand new big boy!

Then I had made the kids a breakfast for champions, which was quickly consumed.

As I remember my mom taking a similar picture of me in front of the driveway next to our car on my first day of school, I had posed Peter in our driveway to get the same picture. Maybe some day I'll be able to dig up that photo of me. Unfortunately, the rising sun made it difficult for him to really look at the camera, but I got the result I was looking for.
Finally, it was off to school! The drive to the school was only 2.5 miles, but it gave me such flashbacks to when I was in school. The feelings of the new school year was all over with school buses, streets busy with traffic, and school kids with their new bookbags waiting at the corner to cross the streets. As I told Sam with that first drive to school, we've entered a new phase in our lives...parents with kids in school!

It was a sweet moment for Natalie to walk with Peter towards his new school.
There were no tears (surprisingly for me) when we left him in the "Bear" room. He was excited and happy to be there. We had practiced with him learning his teachers' names (Mr. Nick and Ms. Connie) and he seemed happy to finally remember their faces and names. He had met them at the open house, but who knows if he really remembered them. Before I left, I just made sure Peter knew where their bathroom was (to my relief, it's in the same room and not down the hall) and that he knew I was leaving but would be back to pick him up. I was afraid by telling him this, he'd get upset. On the contrary, he just said "Ok!" and went back to his blocks! Does it make me a terrible mother that I
wanted him to miss me just a little?
Well, I was heavily rewarded when I picked him up. They were reading a book in what looked like circle time. It took a while for Peter to turn around and realize I arrived. When he did, oh boy, he yelled "MOMMY!", ran to me with open arms in the air, and gave me the best hug ever! He then informed me of this "I went potty!" :)
Peter was so excited about school. He talked about how he played in the sandbox, painted, heard a story about frogs on a log, and ate a cupcake for someone's birthday! He also showed me a bee sticker he got at some point of the day. He said everyone got one too. :)
And so it goes...our Peter started pre-school and grew up in my eyes!
