Growing Up

Wyatt lost his first tooth last night, just weeks after starting Kinder-
garten. For some reason, this just seems to cap off the end-of-preschool phase perfectly. He's no longer "little". The other day I was watching Regis & Kelly and after he asked me a million questions about the guest Sylvester Stallone (who happened to be a high school crush of mine, but that is another story) and the things they were talking about, I switched it over to PBS. After about a minute of the show (something about dinosaurs) he declared it was a "baby show" and we must go back to the one with the muscle guy. Sigh...


The tooth fairy visited bearing a $2 bill...only to be followed by more questions with shifty answers...:)

Kindergarten...already???

Yes, today was Wyatt's first day. We handled it extremely well if I do say so myself. No tears shed at all. Of course, I was super-busy and so was Wyatt so who has time for tears? It's only when I have those quiet reflective moments that I think too much and realize this is my first & last day to do this particular special thing. Now, inch by inch he starts to gain his independence and I start to loosen those strings. He did hold my hand all the way home...


Wyatt's sweet teacher, Mrs. Perman, has won us over already!




Wyatt and Anna walking to the school. She's a first-grader and has been showing us the ropes!



Wy and his buddy, Isaac are in the same class at John Muir Elementary!


All smiles waiting in line for school to start.



This is how I left him, doing his morning work!