Tristan's First Day at the Little Red School House

Happy Valley

Ahh, the first day of school *sniff sniff*... or at least that's how I thought I would feel.  Sending Tristan off to his first day of real preschool in a classroom where things were labeled with his name and cute little tables and chairs filled the room was not as hard as I thought it would be.  I guess if he had been nervous or crying when I left that would be different, but my little guy is SO ready for this.  

He might be the smallest kid in his class, but his personality couldn't be bigger.  After the first day he had already made a couple good friends and is catching on to the routine quickly.  The only thing that made him sad was  he only gets to go to school three mornings a week and they didn't play with the Legos the first couple of days.  

Getting any information out of him about the school day is tough, but every now and then he spills some interesting story my way.  I try not to push him and then I barely breath until he has told me all he has to say being very careful not to interrupt him.  So far I know they had a fire drill, they played a parachute game, learned the song about going on a bear hunt, and the class pet is a hermit crab named Mr Pickles.  Not bad after only two days.

Every morning, they have to match up their name tag to their name on the wall and then go hang up their back pack.  I helped him the first two days, but tomorrow is his turn to fly solo while I wait by the door.  Nothing like pushing baby bird out right?  Actually, I don't think it's a big deal to make him do this on his own, but he seems to have a lot of "only child" kids in his class.  At the open house there was actually a mom that sat down to play Legos with Tristan and her son.  She would ask Tristan if her son could have a certain Lego and Tristan would look at them like they were a little crazy as I sat in the corner checking facebook on my phone and drinking my latte.  He is old enough, brave enough, and social enough to do this all without mommy.  He would ask other kids to come play with him and they would stare at him like he was speaking another language and then just walk away.  He would look over at me, shrug his shoulders, and move on. I'm sure by the end of the year they will all be best friends.

 

His school is so cute with all the typical centers for play and a wonderful playground outside, not to mention the barn with all the animals and the pony rides each day at recess.  One of Tristan's favorite parts, however, are the bathrooms.  Everything just his size.  I'm sure he uses it whether he needs to or not, and to be honest when I saw them I kind of wanted those mini urinals for my house when I start potty training the twins.

My friend Kendra is a new photographer and offered to do some back to school pictures of Tristan while she took some of her son at the same school.  I love these pictures because they are so him when he started preschool!  I even brought my mom's teacher bell with us and he would not put it down.  That makes these pictures even more sweet to me.  My big four year old boy.  I am SO proud to be his mom.  He is kind and funny, sweet and imaginative.  I could not have asked for a better oldest child for my little ones to look up to.