Today was Jake's first day at preschool! He handled it like a champ, until they tried to put his name tag on him. Jake doesn't do stickers, stamps, or bandaids and I guess name tags fall into that little phobia of his. So you have a good amount of kids screaming "mommy!!" at this school and my little Jake screaming "no tag! No!" He was able to go without the name tag to his class room, but was prompted again once he got into the class. He cried again, but his teacher... Miss SomethingSpanish (man, I can't remember her name!) picked him right up and put him on her lap. That made me feel great -- one of the reasons I was hesitant about preschool was the weird strict rules (if he has a #2 accident they are going to call me at work because they legally can't clean him up). Jake's so used to getting hugs and kisses at Julie's, but I guess wiping poop is different then lap-sitting and hugs.
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| Posing in the front yard with is new shark lunchbox from Miller |
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| Doing a true pose in front of the main entrance. |
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| Class 6! With my little guy getting comforted by Miss SomethingSpanish |
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