Four weeks ago, Tristan started preschool.
I stopped sleeping (thanks to what I know now as having a baby in posterior or "sunny side up" position), and...
Well, miraculously, everything sort of stayed together.
Don't get me wrong--the first few days of school were a challenge. He wanted to go, thankfully, but didn't want to listen.
Today, after Tristan told me "walk on the Green line, mama, down the hall," the teacher's aid laughed and told me that he does that to them now, when they forget.
He loves the routine. He loves the "friends" (what he calls all the other kids. It makes my heart swell!) He loves the art class, the speech, the OT, the playground...It's such a great fit and his vocabulary is just exploding.
An amazing four weeks. He's even doing pretty well with baby brother who arrived a week ago. He's such a big help--and a proud big brother :D
