If I really sit here and have a think, it DOES seem crazy that Jude is now 3 (going on 5) and now in preschool. If I sit here and look back to times when I wondered just what he'd be like at this age--when he was 6 months and learning to sit, and just a calm, mellow guy with big blue eyes--well, then I am surprised, a little. But, then again I'm not. Time has come and gone, and here we are. And in hindsight, I can see so much of his personality now that was also a part of his personality then. Calm--yes, mellow--yes, curious, observant, fun-loving--yes.
Jude's first real day of preschool went something like this: As we were driving up there, I tried to sing him this song--"today is a very fine day...for I am going away...not to the circus, not to the pool, can't you guess I'm going to school!" And here is where my voiced cracked (naturally) and I got a little teary eyed, but not any real anxiety for how the day would go. We sat in the carpool line, and I tried to talk to him about little things, he said, "Mommm. Donnnnn't talk to me." Clearly, he needed to assess the situation--and that is the only way I knew he was a little nervous. From the rear view mirror, I could see him craning his neck, eyes big, trying to see just what was going on. I asked him if he saw the rocket, and he said yes, with excitement. When we pulled up, the lady came and helped him out of the car...his eyes were big at her, but he quietly did as he was told, and as I pulled away, there he was in my rear view mirror--pointing and chatting with the lady who walked him in. I drove away, heart happy and so proud of my little guy. Bravely doing what at times I even still get nervous doing.
Easy-going--yes. Out-going--yes. And happy for it.
(Pics from earlier meet and greet)
Side-note: Jude would proudly like to tell you that, "hey, those are my tennis-ball shoes!"
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