A bike ride to school–how cool is that! I started back to work this week, and consequently this week was Milo’s first day at preschool, a highly anticipated event with many pretend practice rounds. He packs his backpack and waves as he closes the door, announcing “Bye, me going school!” Jeremiah will be dropping him off on his way to work, while I pick him up mid-afternoon.

“Me going school in Big House!” The size of the building, which is indeed a big old house, must have impressed Milo on his previous visits. When came to get him at 3:00 I found him nodding off over his snack at the table–must have been a busy day! The teachers said he was very “settled,” which I think just means he hasn’t got a shy bone in his body. He waltzed right in there, waved a hasty goodbye to daddy, and plunged into the fray. It’s a little Montessori school, and while it does appear to be a chaotic hive of “child-led” activity, I think it’ll be a good fit for Milo.  We’re still working out the kinks in the schedule though–he didn’t nap at all, which made for “hangover” grouchy morning the next day.