Our First First Day of School!

Okay, let's be honest: Grant is three.  His program meets for FIVE hours a WEEK. So, it might be hard to call this "school" . . . but he's wearing a backpack, he has a teacher, he puts his stuff in a cubby and leaves me for 2.5 hours twice a week, so. . . I'm gonna call this school.  I'll take what I can get, ha! 


I've basically been looking forward to this since Grant started toddlerhood.  This kid is a big ole pile of energy and sass. Let's just call him "high spirited".  


Case in point: We were just about to leave and I was getting the camera out to take these pictures.  I turned my back to get the light-up sign ready.  I heard Grant marching around the dining room, banging whatever new "drums" he had found.  Suddenly I hear a burst and a shatter and a cry.  Turns out his new "drums" were two lightbulbs he had grabbed out of my camera bag for my photography light set.  Cue the crying, the angry mom, and the cleaning up of broken glass.   

So, yeah . . . yay for getting out of the house! 


He was subdued on the car ride in . . . though he did want to know why he doesn't get to ride the bus!  

But this is what I get when I ask for smiles.  I don't know why.  


Don't let this happy kid fool you . . . he definitely cried when I left.  Cue the mom guilt (relieved when I heard back from a friend that he was smiling and waving and her when she walked by a little while later).  


Roman was pretty devastated that he doesn't get to go . . . he wants a backpack and to go to school too.  Thankfully, tears subsided after I asked if he wanted a donut.  


I loved having the time with just Roman.  After our coffee and donut break, we went grocery shopping and to the only big box store we have left in town (not that I'm still bitter about Target leaving, or anything like that).  Man, is it nice to shop with just one kid.  I can keep one kid happy.  One kid is easy as pie! 


Since we live too far out of town to drive back home, Roman and I will likely be doing a fair bit of grocery shopping while Grant's at Shooting Stars.  A little bit of the train museum and some playdates too, hopefully!   

Grant was all smiles when we picked him up.  He can't remember anything they did, but at least this painting was sent home as proof that he did something while he was there ;) 


Annnnd, this is why we 3k:  


Thanks for appeasing my need to post all the first day photos ;)