He eased right into his new class. His teacher is already adorable. She walks around her classroom in bare feet. I love that.
Once I got home from dropping him off, I sat on the couch and pouted. I don't like having to let go.
My first indications that Jack was gone were:
1. I had to take the #2 diapers out to the trash. That is usually his job.
2. I had to bring in the bags from Target. That is usually his job.
Oh and we have a school year theme. Having a school year theme is popular among families, particularly young families. And we just happen to be a young family. Last years theme was:
"Put your damn clothes in the laundry basket."
That theme went well, for Van especially. He is my A student when it comes to cleaning up his dirty clothes.
This year's theme is:
"Stop talking to your parents like they are
the stupidest people you know."
I am hoping for a stellar impression on Jack with that one.