J.'s First Day of Pre-School

Don't be fooled by the cranky look on this child's face! J. was actually semi-excited to go to school this morning. So much so that he woke up on his own at 6:30 am, which is quite a feat for someone who normally wakes up in the 8:30-9:00 timeframe, if it is of his own choosing.

It is quite bittersweet to think of him starting pre-K, as that means that next year begins the real thing! Something I am dreading for many reasons...one of which is the fact that I am going to have to either fight for a variance because the public school he is supposed to go to is terrible or give up and pay a small fortune for private school (though when I did the math, it was still cheaper than his pre-school).

It also means that he is growing up. Way too fast, if you ask me! Where did all of those years go? When I look at his baby brother, I can see J. in him and it brings me back to when he was that age...it seems like yesterday and a million years ago all at the same time. As a parent, it is SO hard when they are so young, but at the same time, I wish I could keep them this little forever, if only in the moments when they are sweet and loving and good, and if only to kiss those chubby cheeks and legs, and hug and love on them in a way that will someday embarass the hell out of them.