I have to say, Clayton's preschool is AWESOME (check it out here)!! I remember once, in college, we had to draw a picture of our ideal classroom for one of my education classes. My ideal classroom was NOTHING like his school. His school is a huge old house that has been renovated and turned into a school. The whole main floor is the preschool. The former living room has been turned into a huge space complete with a loft, a reading area, an area for puzzles, an area for dress-ups, an area for coloring, and the list goes on. The kitchen has been turned into the most amazing art center I've ever seen, the former dining room has been converted into a room that is dedicated to science, and the former entryway has been converted into a room for imaginary play. Amazing!! I am SO glad that Clayton gets to go to school there!
Anyway, Clayton has been chomping at the bit to go to school. He asks about it everyday. I knew that he was going to love going today to meet his teachers. This morning I turned on cartoons for Noah (I needed to keep him out of my hair so Clayton and I could get ready). Clayton started to protest when I told him he couldn't watch cartoons. I asked him if he would rather watch TV or go to school. This was his response (I am not making this up):
I want to go to school! But we need to comb my hair, and brush my teeth, and put on my new school shoes, and put on my backpack, and then you need to drive me to my school and then leave!
I was a little sad with the last part of that, but at least I know he's ready! So we combed his hair and brushed his teeth and put on his new shoes. I told him that he didn't need his backpack today but he just looked at my like I was a moron and said, "Mom, I'm going to school. I need a backpack." Fine. He got so excited when we pulled up to the school. He kept telling me that I could leave (why does my firstborn have to be so darn independent)! When we walked in, he walked right up to the woman who greeted us and stuck out his hand and said, "Hi. I'm Clayton. Are you my new teacher?" I just had to laugh. The teacher did too, but she shook his hand and introduced herself. We stayed for a little over an hour, sampled the centers, and met all of his teachers. When it was time for us to go, Clayton started to cry. He kept saying:
I don't want to leave, I want to stay here. My teachers will miss me!
You gotta love that kind of confidence. I assured him that in 5 days (Tuesday) he would be able to come back ALL BY HIMSELF!! This seemed to satisfy him (for now) but I know that tomorrow morning he will be asking me if he can go back to school. He is so ready for this. I should have taken my camera with me today, but I was assured by his teachers that when I drop him off on Tuesday I can take as many pictures as I want (and trust me, I will be taking pictures like crazy). I can't believe I am only five days away from having Clayton in school. I know how ready he is...we'll have to see how ready I am!
(His face looks a little scary in this picture, but it's because he was so excited that he physically couldn't smile normally. It makes me laugh!)









































