Jack's first day of school

You'd think a child who has never seen the inside of a daycare center or the face of a babysitter other than immediate family members might have been a tad tentative about going to school. What with the leaving of the parents. And the staying there alone. Without mommy or daddy.

If you are talking about my child, you would be wrong. Because he was so excited to be at school today that when we arrived, he dropped our hands, launched himself into a hug with his beloved teacher, Miss Liz, and took off to play with the toys, leaving us in his wake.

We said goodbye and told him we were leaving and we walked out into the hall. We heard most of the other kids crying, one even ran down the hall after her parents. Our kid could not have cared less. No tears from him, nosiree.

We came back two hours later, after a delightful child-free morning at Starbucks (Emmie was with her aunt so we could make this morning all about Jack), and peeked in the window of the classroom door. We saw the kids singing a song on the carpet, while Jack and another boy were on the side playing with trucks.

Afterward, his other teacher, Miss Melissa, told us Jack had a great day exploring the classroom. Translation: your kid can't sit still and participate in circle time. I hope he can get it together by Thursday.

All the other kids ran out to greet their moms and dads, hugging them and smiling. Mine refused to come out of the classroom, and did so only to say hi to one of my Mommy friends. When we told him it was time to go home, he cried and said, "No go Jack's house! Stay!"

Apparently Jack is a fan of preschool. And I couldn't be more proud of him.