Wally Goes To School

Wally is now officially in his second year of pre-school at St. John's. He is in a new classroom this year, the red room, with two new teachers. I think he is excited. He was really comfortable in the class room and even let me put his new shoes on him this morning without a fight. He was holding a grudge against them because he was in a bad mood at the time I bought them. I am especially excited because this year they have a drop-off, pick-up program that allows me to drop him off at the door without having to unload and carry in the other kids. Believe me, my crazy Will and a new baby plus a freezing Chicago winter, were adding up to a disaster. So I hope that works out. Anything to not be a three ring circus this year at the pre-school, like last year.

Let's see, I was really sick with my pregnancy with Georgia the entire school year, so I always looked like I had just thrown up, which I probably had. I had Will tagging along, so I was always chasing at least one of my kids. Wally hated it for the better part of the year, so he would cause a scene almost every time. During the Christmas program, that was held in the church chapel, Wally danced and yelled, "Look at me!" up on the podium while all the other kids sang a carol. I thought Del might actually melt into the floor with embarrassment. At the graduation/moving on ceremony at the end, Will ran up to the front while I wasn't looking and cut in front of a little pre-schooler to cross the graduation bridge, and when I leaned up to grab him someone moved my chair out from under me, causing me to land on my behind on the floor. So, the impression I left at St. John's was probably one I would rather not know about! But those are the breaks when you run with the younger crowd. That is, three kids under the age of four! So new year, new opportunities for embarrassment. I'll keep ya posted!