Micah starts preschool tomorrow. I'm not sure how I feel about that. He seems so young compared to Noah when he started. He is excited and well, we will see how it all goes. On Friday, his teacher came for a home visit. He turned on the charm and she was confident that he "would be just fine at preschool." He even, on his own, picked up a game he had shown her. Shawn and I sat by with our mouths on the floor. This is the kid you can't get to pick up a thing. Hmmm.
Today we went to the craft store to pick out just the right patches to decorate his bag.
Tonight we visited his classroom and had a potluck with all the other preschoolers.
Celia believes she is ready for school too.
I spy with my little eye...
Wishing Micah a first school year filled with wonder, warmth and friendship.