Caleb's 1st & 2nd Day of Preschool

Well, the day has arrived that I must give up control of my little boy.

Monday was orientation at Eisenhower school here in Fergus. Mom & Caleb went to meet the teacher, find his locker, check out the classroom toys & snacks, and ride the school bus around the block. When we got there, we learned that there was another student moving to the area that was 3. So, since Caleb was the oldest 3-yr old, they asked if he would be willing to go to the 4-yr old room. That meant that he would be the youngest AND go to school 4 days a week instead of 2. I had to call Adam on that front because I just got over the fact that he would be gone for 2 mornings a week. Adam said we should go for it.

Dreaded Tuesday arrived. It would be the first day of school without mom. We got up at 7am to get ready. Caleb, Hannah, and I piled into the minivan wiping the sleep out of our eyes...ok that was me. I was worried that Caleb would cry, and in turn, make me cry and not want to leave him. We went into the school. Caleb found his locker and showed it to Hannah. We went into the classroom where Caleb signed it, and he said, "Bye, Mom." He gave me a kiss and went to play with puzzles. Honestly, that was the perfect drop off. I didn't cry...maybe I was too tired to know what was going on.

The bus was scheduled to drop him off around 12:20pm. I went out on the step at 12:05 with my camera. My big boy arrived home, and the first thing out of his mouth before he even got off the bus was, "MOM! I had the most fun day at school today!!"

Praise the Lord! I made it...I mean, Caleb made it.

My Little Magician

Ok. I am gonna start writing these in a blog because I am too lazy to write them other places.

Another Calebism (as we call it) occurred today. When asked what he wants to be when he grows up, he says, "Chef, firefighter, doctor, builder, magician, and musician." Yay maybe he won't have time to get married and leave his mother. What did I say that out loud?

Anyway, he comes up to me and says with a dejected look and a sigh, "Mom, I am not a good magician." I said, "Don't worry sweetie. Sometimes people have to go to school to learn all those tricks." He said, "I just don't know how to "majish."

That's my 3 1/2 year old...conjugating made up verbs like his dad. "Morpholate" Greek sem students?