Today Soren started preschool.
All morning long, it was "When do I get to go to preschool? How much longer 'til I can go to preschool? How much longer? When? How many minutes? Is that a long time? How much longer now? Is it time yet? Can we go now? Can we go nooowww?"
He ate breakfast. He had a bath. He put on his brand-new bumblebee t-shirt, chino pants, and light-up Lightning McQueen shoes.
At 8: 10 AM (almost an hour before preschool was scheduled to begin), he put on his backpack.
Finally it was time to go.
We walked four doors down to Little Russets Preschool, where Miss Misty and a very enthusiastic group of Lightning McQueen backpack-wearing kids greeted him from the landing.
He walked up the stairs and didn't look back.
I walked back home feeling a little weepy, a little proud. I fervently wished for a video camera in the preschool so I could watch his every move, see what they were doing, see how he responded.
When Liam and I came to pick Soren up two hours later, he was wearing a sparkly headband with his name on it. He said he liked preschool. He showed me the worksheets he'd colored. He wanted to know if Koen could come over to play.
I think it's going to be a good school year. I can't believe how big my baby has become.