A new chapter

For those of you who know Nathan, you know how independent he is. He will not let us help him with anything unless it was his idea to ask for help in the first place. It's slightly challenging, but refreshing. Gone are the colicky days of his infancy (oh, Lord, thank you for ending that misery) when I swore his skin would attach to mine after holding him for so long. But today, Nathan began a new chapter. Nathan started preschool.

Here's just a little bit of history and then the pictures of his first day: when Nick went back to school in the Fall, Nathan really wanted to go. To stop him from being pesty, I told him that he wouldn't be able to go to preschool until he was potty trained. Ha! That'll keep him quiet.

About ten days later, Nathan was completely potty trained. We did not really push it, he just decided that he wanted to do it. So he did. And since that time, in September 2008, he has asked me every single Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday if he can go to preschool. I couldn't lie to him. I had to tell him that he wasn't old enough. That did not sit well. "But I go potty on da toywit." Yes, little man, you do.

So, just in time to celebrate Nathan's third birthday, the preschool accepted him into the Lamb Room. He had a great first day. He ran into the building and stopped outside the classroom door. "May I go into do cwasroom now?" "Absolutely! Go on in!" So he ran in and took off his coat and had and turned around and asked, "May I pway wit da toys now?" "Sure, buddy! have at it!" And that was it.

Oh, I forgot to mention that it is Silly Week, so on his first day of school, Nathan wore his favorite gojammies (he calls them gojammies...probably because we say "go get your jammies on!"). What a great way to start school.