Tuesday, September 7, 2010

First day!

Our little boy is growing up!  Liam attended his first day of Preschool last Thursday.  Daddy dropped him off and apparently he ran right in without looking back.  He attends twice a week for 2 1/2 hrs at a school located just outside of town on a family farm.  They have cats that roam in and out of the classroom, a bunny, a goat, some chickens, and a horse on the farm next door.
Breakfast of Champions!
I let him pick out his breakfast.  He decided to have cereal.  Raisin Bran, Fruity Cheerios and Rice Krispies all in the same bowl.  Plus a breakfast bar.  He ate every bite and said it was delicious!
Waving goodbye to big brother
So grown up!
Daddy picked him up from school that day also, and when Liam got home, he refused to tell me anything about his first day.  "It's secret."  We ran into our next door neighbor that afternoon and he started spilling his entire preschool story to her!  I was so sad!  But at least I got to hear about it, even though I was technically eavesdropping.

Today was a different story, though.  Maggie and I picked him up and he jabbered on about his morning the whole trip home.  It was fantastic!  He took some of the carrots he grew in Grandma Sharon's garden in for the bunny.  Last night he told me (and I quote): "Daddy will unlock the bottom half of my seatbelt and I will unlock the top half and then I will jump out and run to the door and Miss Kitra will open the door and then all my classmates will stand behind a line and I will give them each a carrot."

He told me today that they got to paint and they played a lot.  They also sang "Wheels on the Bus" and "we all sat crisscross applesauce like this" (after which he proceeded to attempt to cross his legs while strapped into his carseat.)  They also apparently made a school bus snack made out of a graham cracker with frosting, and little tiny marshmallows for the windows and little cookies for the wheels.  He said "I asked Miss Kitra if she had any sprinkles and she said 'no' so I told her to put it on her shopping list."

I think on Thursday I'm going to bring a recording device of some sort because I have to record all this talking and excitement.

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