Aiden Goes to School

I know what you are thinking.  Cutest kid ever.  Yup.  Knew it.

Aiden has been pumped to go to 4K.  He has watched Noah go to school the past couple of weeks and he has been green with envy.  When I told him that his teacher was going to be Mrs. Mandy, Noah's teacher from last year, he was salivating with anticipation.  When I told him last week that he was finally going to get to go after Labor Day he got his backpack and almost refused to take it off.  

So, September 4 was the big day.  

The night before he gladly went to bed early, picked out his clothes, and put his backpack by the door.  He woke up in a great mood.

I was prepared for a terrible day to be honest.  Our last preschool experience was not so great for Aiden.  His teachers were out-of-this-world fantastic.  He loved them.  He loved his classmates.  He just wanted nothing to do with academic stuff.  He was having accidents, chewing and sucking on his shirt and ruining clothes by stretching them out at the bottom.  I warned his teacher about all of this.  I sent him in pull-ups.  I stashed mints in his backpack to suck on if he got nervous.  I put a coin in his pocket that he would rub if he needed to soothe himself.  

And he didn't need any of it.

He had a great day.

A great week!

And, come to find out, he recognized a whole mess of letters that I fought with him tooth and nail about this summer.  I think I am the most shocked person ever over this alone.

I am so proud of Aiden.  So proud.

I am thrilled that he had a great week and he is so excited to go back.

He is currently mad at me because tomorrow is Monday and his school week is only Tuesday through Friday.  He wants to go the whole week like Noah.  He wants more school!

Well, let's hope this lasts for the next 13 years.  

I doubt it.

But I am going to enjoy this ride while I can.