The Last of a First

Yesterday was Wesley’s last day at his first school. We all loved the school and the teachers. He learned a lot of preschool skills and songs. It was great that we only had to pay for three days and he could go any three days during the week. But I rarely work three full days and we were paying for more than we really needed. So, in the new year he will start regular preschool three mornings a week.

He doesn’t seem to care which school he attends. Maybe he will be upset in January or maybe he will thrilled with his new school or maybe he will just take it all in stride the way he usually handles things. He told me the other day that he was going to make new friends at this new school and play with the rice table.

When we went to visit his new classroom the first time, Wesley and Lydia both loved playing in the rice table. Of course, the one and a half year old had to taste the rice. She quickly motioned for help getting the uncooked rice out of her mouth.

Yesterday was also the Christmas performance at Wesley’s school. It was a great way to end.

Last year, just like all the other two year olds, he didn’t sing the songs in the performances; even though he knew them. This year, he did sing sometimes and sometimes he looked around or was just goofy.

Do you like his huge smile? Do notice that the shepherds are carrying their sheep?

This is bad camera work, but it does show the whole school.

Here is Wesley with his teachers.
Lydia thinks she is ready to go to school, especially if they serve chocolate cake every day.