Eugene started preschool today. I'm not sure how I feel. Anna went down for a nap right after we got back, so it's morning and I'm sitting in quiet. When I leaving I asked for a kiss. He gave me one, said love you then went back to playing. I really didn't expect to be slightly teary eyed, but I am.
Don (the main teacher), had him do a couple things like hang up his backpack and put his name card on a hook. The entire time Eugene had his "dirty look" on his face, but he did what he was told and didn't throw a fit, so I'm happy. Hopefully he likes it and has fun. Also, hopefully, everyone else likes him and he doesn't get into trouble too much.
Current Music: dogs cleaning my carpet