See? I told you I was behind...
Fiona is off to first grade, and Aiden is off to preschool for the first time.
The traditional picture on the front porch, each in their favorite outfits.
Both schools are in easy walking distance.
I'm amazed that they bothered to put any vegetation in front of this sign before the first day. I assure you, we weren't the only people telling this particular story with cameras.
At the classroom door, it was very easy to see the difference between Fiona's and Aiden's personalities. Fiona got to the doorway, and froze:
Fiona's hesitation at the door was just long enough to capture this perfectly.
Then, she immediately started seeking structure: "Where's my desk? Where do I put my lunch? Where do I put my backpack? Where...." ...is a high, semi-panicky voice.
Mrs. Burgher was unfazed.
As we left, she was immersing herself in the experience as fast as she could.
Then, it was time to walk the two blocks to Aiden's preschool.
And then there were three. Plus Daddy's shadow.
We got to Aiden's classroom, and he walked right in. Right past the teacher. Right to the toys. Adjustment? What's there to adjust to?
Oh, this looks like fun...
Tomorrow, I'll be posting photos from their high school graduations. Hyperbole, yes, but then, consider: Fiona is seven. Somewhere between a third and a half of her time in our nest is already gone. Better enjoy it while it lasts!
