School days

                                         

Nolen will always be my little man, even when littler men come along.  

So how is it that my little man had his first day of school today?  

Okay, well not officially school, but 2 day a week 2-year old school. 

We talked a lot about school in the prior weeks so that it would be familiar when the time came.  

We walked into that little classroom with 2 teachers, 8 little ones, and 8 worried parents. 

 Nolen grabbed onto me and squeezed tight so I wouldn't leave. 

 I asked the teacher if they had any brooms, and then all was well.  

She also offered him a dustpan. Teacher winning in his book.

My friend Terri and I had been Oh-so-excited for this day.  

The day when we could sit at Starbucks and catch up without chasing 2 crazy toddlers.  

We sat and talked.  

We asked how this was possible, I mean we had just met in childbirth class like yesterday.

 Then looked at each other and decided to go spy.  

There we stood on the corner, squinting to make out the boys on the playground.  

M: "I wish we had binoculars"

T: "Oh I have my camera, with a super zoom."

Lame.

We got there 30 minutes early to pick them up, sitting like 2 anxious school girls.

Then they came out, single file line, backpacks, artwork and sippies in hand.

They were all smiles.

Not sure what exactly they did, as 2 year old talk can be a bit choppy.

I heard:

"Joshua poopy in potty, I eat goldfish, teacher my buddy, I go back to school."

We'll call today a success (for both boys and mommies.)