Preschool

Beckham, so ready to go to preschool

He insisted on a picture with his little sister.
I have a picture like this with Beckham and Hannah.
Memories, like the corners of my mind.

I think that backpack weighed more then he did.
LOVE the mountain in the background.

Me trying to squeeze myself into his important day.
I think we might have the same eyes... squinty.

My crawling babe.

HOLY MOLY my sweet little Beckham started Preschool today. It was a little overwhelming for me for so many different reasons. Frist, I am that much closer to having all my kids in school, scary. Second, I am that much older. Third, I am that much closer to freedom that I haven't experienced for the past 11 years.
Beckham had no problem being dropped off. He hung up his backpack, which was WAY to big for him, sqeezed right in at the arts and craft table and immediately started his first ever project. No tears and boogers today folks, just a whole lot of joy. When I picked him up he showed me that GREAT project and how he wrote his name for the first time. I have been trying and trying to get him to do that for me at home, using the same technique. This is just a testiment to why I will NEVER home school my children. They respond better to other adults. Which is just fine with me.
What did I do for the 2 short hours he was at school? I went to the fabric store to pick out fabric for dance costumes. Then I went out to lunch with the Fabulous ladies from Girls' Camp. We went to this fabulous place called Jaxie's. Not sure if it's pronounced like Jack-E or Jax-E. I'll have to ask them the next time I go. Because I WILL be going again. It was so good.
As I reflect on my day and how I feel right now, it's strange. My heart is beating a little stronger and quicker. I feel like I want to cry, but it's just resonating in my chest. My life is morphing right now into a new stage. A stage that is going to come wether I am ready for it or not. I don't think one is truly ready for any kind of change. If it comes quickly or slowly it's always surprising how it makes you feel.