New Shoes, New School Year

Today was the first day of first grade for Ben and Ry's long-awaited, much anticipated first day of preschool. The morning went so smoothly - I'm proud and saddened at the same time. The boys did a fantastic job getting back into the swing of things and Ry settled right in to the welcoming arms of his teachers (how could you not love them?). But, really, how much of an effort would it have been for them to pretend to miss me, just a little?



Ry has a shiny new backpack (just like Ben's) and Ben has shoes that can probably be seen from space. I think they are his substitute for tie dyed shoes.







Ben happily rejoined friends - only two new kids out of 14 in his class. It was a sweet reunion.



Ry's building is separate from the main school area, and as parking is always a challenge, we hiked back up the hill to Ry's class and his introduction to school.



Ry found some toys, and settled right in to his new routine.

In fact, he enjoyed it so much, he didn't want to come home with me. He asked - GASP - to stay and take a nap with his classmates. This from the child who gave up naps in February. I'm glad he liked it, but still ... of course, tomorrow is a new day and I ought to be careful what I ask for.