Seems like yesterday that I had Gene Simmons of newborns. Now I have a little boy who goes to school. Yesterday was Andrew's first day of preschool. He goes on Tuesdays and Thursdays while Justin is in classes. The preschool is at the community college.
My kid has no real issues with us leaving him with strangers. At least he doesn't if it is with a pretty girl who shows him trains. They arrived yesterday, washed Andrew's hands and put his stuff in his cubby. Andrew got a little clingy when other kids started to arrive, but Miss Emily asked if he liked trains and that was all it took. He said yes (actually he says Eee Eee, kinda like a dolphin and that means yes) and they took off to play with toy trains. He didn't even care that Justin was leaving. The teachers said he did well, except for not wanting to nap. Miss Emily sat down and rubbed his back and he went to sleep. (Such a little operator)
He is the youngest in the class. They start at 2 and he just turned 2 a few weeks ago. I think this will be good for him. He needs more interaction with kids, but I just can't help wondering where the last 2 years went.