preschool

we both survived wednesday.

and today, in case you were wondering.

my girl is officially a preschooler now.

she did great.

she's ready for it, i know she is.

she's excited about school and her teacher and looking like "a school girl".

i'm a little sad, i can't help it.

but i'm happy for her and proud of her.

i am so very grateful that my kids like school (so far!) and have no problem adjusting

 at all, it would be so, so hard on me if they did.

:: funny story about the first day of preschool ::

wyatt and i dropped charlotte off at school wednesday morning and you pull up and wait in a line
 and they come to your car and get your child (you can go park and walk them in if you want 

to but they encourage you to do it this way because of limited parking space)

well, there are two teachers and the kids split time between both rooms/teachers.

charlotte doesn't have the teacher wyatt had, she has the other one.

so we were the last ones in line at drop off (naturally) and after giving char kisses and hugs
goodbye we got to sit there a minute and watch her talking to the teacher and assistant before
going in. after they commented on her outfit and asked her a couple of questions she stood
there for a second and then handed the apple to the teacher (not hers) and then
seemed to stare at the apple for a minute like wait-what did i just do? 

wyatt and i both let out a small audible gasp because we knew she didn't really intend to do that,
that apple was meant for her teacher. she picked it out herself at the store the day before and
 was so excited to give it to her teacher.
i could totally read the expression on her face and it made me laugh in a moment where
 i really could have cried, watching my baby walk into school for the first time.

before we pulled away, wyatt looked at me with a serious look on his face and said;

"mommy? let's just not mention the whole apple incident to charlotte later, okay?"

my lips are sealed.

* someone asked if i curled charlotte's hair with a curling iron, i had to laugh at that,

the answer is no, i rag-rolled it the night before.

 we are lucky if i ever even curl/fix my own hair and plus, this is not toddlers & tiaras, friends.

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it's been a long, busy, crazy week. 

i am ready to forget about all school related things until next week.

i am so ready for the weekend.

3 Things

Me: "So, what did you do at school today?"
W: "Uh, nothing. Just played."

For those of you with children in school this is probably nothing new to you. This is our first year of preschool and first experience with all of this and I know it's totally normal but it bugs me. I really do want to know what he did at school, what he had for snack, who he played with, etc. But I guess because of that whole child-school-code-of-silence thing he's got going on he doesn't want to give up too much information. So, now we do "3 Things" when I pick him up or when we get home; he tells me any 3 things he wants to about preschool and then I tell him 3 things about what happened or what Charlotte and I did while he was gone. It actually works. Eventually he will give up more information but the 3 things game satisfies my initial curiosity and gets him off the hook until he feels like sharing more later.