First day of preschool

You would have thought that I was the one starting preschool today. I couldn't sleep last night. This morning my stomach was in knots and I swore a couple hundred colonies of butterflies had taken over.

We arrived a little early and then the nerves set in for Mr. B. He couldn't figure out what he wanted to do or who he wanted to play with. Then he got this distressed look on his face when he thought I was going to leave. Finally he decided to paint and I was allowed to leave and pick him up later.

I can't believe our little guy is big enough for preschool already.