Pre-Thanksgiving Thanks

We had a pre-Thanksgiving celebration at Spencer's school last Friday. Paw-Paw was visiting and got to join us. There was lots of yummy food and all sorts of fun decorations that the children made. That little turkey hand is one of my favorite things ever!

You might notice the scrape on Spencer's cheek. He took a terrible spill last Wednesday - he tried to step up onto the couch while holding a banana and glass of milk. He fell off and hit his face on the coffee table. I guess his skin rubbed against the glass really hard and it created something like an open blister. We thought he would have a black eye for sure, but luckily it just has a hint of blue around the big ole' scab.

Big News: Pre-School

We had always planned to wait until next year to enroll Spencer in some sort of school. But a couple of months ago, he started talking about school. A lot. "When can I go to school?" or "When I go to school, I'm going to ________." He seemed so excited about starting school that in September we started looking around to see what our options were. We've had our hearts set on Nature's Way in Zilker Park, but you have to be three by September 1 to enroll there - that's part of the  reason we just figured we'd wait until next year and hope he would be at the top of the waiting list. But it became clear that our boy was ready now (even if Mommy wasn't!).

A good friend of ours has always spoken highly of a Montessori school very close to our house. I contacted them, and they actually still had openings for the fall. The facility is not much to write home about, but we felt an immediate connection with the women who run the school - they are very kind and loving. And our friend's recommendation held a lot of weight with us.

 
So, we took a big step and Spencer started school this week. He will go three mornings until 1:00 PM. The first morning went pretty well. For some reason he didn't want Daddy to go with us - I think Spencer sensed this was something "big" and maybe he felt a little uncomfortable? Anyway, drop-off was just fine, but he did get upset a few times throughout the morning. I told him that we would pick him up after lunch, which was a mistake... I should've been saying we'd be back at 1:00. Because right when lunch was over, he expected us to be there. At dinner that night I asked him what he did at school and he said, "I cried and I played." I guess that sums it up!

I had a feeling Day 2 would be a more difficult drop-off and it was. He was very upset when I left. It took every ounce of strength I could muster to walk away. But I knew he was in good hands. When I asked him later what the teacher did when he cried, he said, "She hugged me." He only cried one other time that morning, and it was just for a few minutes. Anxious to see what Day 3 holds!