off to school

Benson started pre-school yesterday. I've already heard countless accounts of parents worrying and fretting, but all of that means nothing until you experience it for yourself. I shed lots of tears trying to be ok with him going (he wanted to go sooooo badly) and at one point even accidentally convinced him to stay home with me, but in the in end off he went and he even came home and had a marvelous time. He gave a glowing report of new friends, stickers on his hand, writing in his journal and beans (not very good but I tried them, Mommy) and rice (It was the best rice ever!) and apples for lunch. He even headed to day two with a smile on his face, although he panicked a little when he realized we forgot his backpack and to brush his teeth.

We'll get used to this.

And Banks only cried a little today. I need to get a recording of him saying, "Pwease mommy, I wanna go pwe-schoo!" It's the saddest and sweetest thing you've ever heard.