Monday, September 14, 2009
K is for Kindergarten, Kisses, and Kleenex
Last weekend was spent trying to convince my 5 year old that he needed to go to kindergarten.
Last weekend my 5 year old spent every waking moment trying to convince us that kindergarten should in fact be canceled.
Tuesday morning arrived and a very different child emerged from his room.
An excited child.
An eager to pack his lunch child.
A hurryupIwanttoseemyteacher child.
And so began our first day.
A great start.
A new beginning.
Please note that this post was scheduled to post 3 weeks ago. I have got it together don't I?