So Everett has gone to school now four times this year and I am already so amazed at the progress he's made as compared to last year. Almost every day last year he cried when I dropped him off. He started to get anxious when I would tell him it was a school day and the tears were inevitable each time. However, this year he has barely shed a tear! This morning he told me he was excited to go and just walked right into his classroom! I was so impressed. He told his teacher, "Lots of kids come to preschool and they aren't scared." I guess something just clicked with him, or he just matured. His teacher also reported that he has been using the potty on his own and he has already made some new friends-girls. Ha! He loves PE and music class. I think his favorite has always been just playing on the playground though. I have also gotten more creative with his lunches this year as well. On Monday some of the cinnamon applesauce I made him leaked onto his grilled cheese sandwich (I pack his lunch in a divided tupperware container). When I asked him after preschool how is lunch was he said-"My applesauce got all over my sandwich. Why would you do that to me?" Funny boy. And then today I overheard him using his first naughty word-stupidhead. Yup. Since we control everything he watches on television I am pretty positive he picked up this word at preschool. Eric and I told him that was a naughty word and we don't say that. I am sure it was bound to happen. As much as I want to control everything single thing he comes into contact with, I know I can't. That is life. The best we can do is teach him here at home and pray that it carries over into his school life. Giving up some of that control is definitely not easy for me to do, but I know Who is ultimately in control. When I think of Ev going to kindergarten next year I would be lying if I didn't say I have a internal panic attack each time at the thought. He is still a baby in my eyes. But I know it is so good for him. He has matured so much over the past year and will continue to do so. I am so proud of my Evy boy.
