Today, my "Little Bitty Baby" started his first day of 3-year-old preschool. He was kind of excited.
This is the current smile he gives me when I say smile.
If I say give me a real smile, I get this.
I told him to say "school." Should have told him to say "cheese."
He was more excited about playing "cards" in the car. He wanted some Mickey Mouse number flash cards, and we've made a sort of matching game out of them.
Pretty curls. I don't know how much longer we get to keep them.
Counting Mickeys on his new cards.
With his teacher last year, Miss Sherry. He's got Baby Plum's old teacher, and his two biggest buddies from last year are in the other class. The one kid he told me he didn't like last year (what 2-year-old does that?) is in his class. I'm sure he'll make new friends.
Baby Plum got a new teacher -- Little Elvis' old teacher. There weren't enough kindergarteners at his school, and Baby Plum had the newest teacher at the school. So, they decided to move his teacher to a different school in the district, and move her kids to other classrooms. I requested Little Elvis' old teacher, and we got her! Baby Plum is a little put out, but I hope it works out well. He's cried some, but it's more because he wanted to be put into a class with one of his friends. He will still see that friend a lot.