First Day of Preschool

Today was O's first day of preschool. Although I had high hopes he would go right in and not even think twice about me leaving, things didn't quite go as I had hoped. Owen went in happy and went right to playing with the other toddlers, but as soon as we left and he realized he wasn't going with us, he became very upset. Poor little fellow cried and cried and the teacher called within an hour to say she couldn't get him to stop crying. His teacher reassured me that this was perfectly normal and lots of kids do this the first time they are away from their mommies. I realize it's just going to take a little bit of time, and I'm hoping he'll get adjusted by the end of the month. I also realize that this is only a phase and this too shall pass. It is hard on me to leave him so upset, but I know that in time, he will love preschool (or at least I pray that he does). I try to keep myself really busy while he is there so that I do not have time to think about how upset that he is. I try not to do too much damage at Target....and try and spend my time wisely such as cleaning up....instead of spending daddy's money on...yeah...Target extras! ha

All smiles now, but not later.

Finally, I get to use my backpack.