First day of (pre)school

Dom started preschool today. I can't believe my boy is so big! He was happy before we left, with his brand-new turtle backpack and shoes. When we got to the building, Dom immediately began looking for the sprinklers we saw on Friday's visit. All was merry until we got close to the door, and then Dom threw his arms around my legs and started screaming. So much for taking a picture at school! The teachers eventually had to carry Dom into the Red Room, and I waved goodbye through the window. But shortly after I left, Dom calmed down and was fine for the rest of the morning. When I picked him up, he resumed his search for the sprinklers. Mike and I pumped him for information about his first day, but he's not telling us too much about what he did. All we know is he slid down a pole and hurt his ear, and Aidan fell down.

Here's where the preschool is located. How appropriate that the son of someone with two degrees in historic preservation should attend school in such an environment. Gorgeous.

Phrases of the week

Just a quick and somewhat random post tonight because it's late and I'm tired after working downstairs most of the day. These little phrases stand out in my mind as reminders of some of the things that have gone on this week. Let's do the bad ones first:

"I peed on the floor."
--Dom, obviously. Fortunately, I discovered he was sitting on the toilet, so it wasn't an accident, just poor aim.

"Are you sitting down?"
--the guy in the flooring department at Lowe's, calling to give us the final quote on our carpet order.

And now the good ones:

"I'm not going to do a rectal exam."
--spoken by the doctor Tuesday at my first-ever physical exam.

"He's a sweet boy."
--Dom's teacher at PDO as we said our goodbyes

"I love you, Mom."
--right back at you, Dom!

Ten months

These pictures are getting harder and harder to take! Noel laughed and mocked at my attempts to keep him seated on the chair. He should thank me for preventing him from going off it head first! That's part of my hand in the third picture as I went to rescue Noel yet again.

Noel has finally started to sit up unassisted. Just like his brother, he crawled a month before sitting. Bathtime will be so much more fun now!

Moving on

This was Dominick's last day at PDO. It was sad, in a way. I really like the teachers, and the location (four blocks away) can't be beat. Miss Cindy told me that Dom is a sweet boy, and that she really enjoyed one-on-one time with him because he'd just talk and talk.

Dominick has never had any major issues with me leaving him on Wednesday mornings, but today, strangely, he wrapped himself around my legs and said he wanted to stay with me. The teacher finally had to pick him up and take him into the room. I suspect the problem had to do with toilet anxiety more than anything. Fortunately, he did use the bathroom there today, just as he had at playgroup yesterday, so I'm feeling better about starting preschool next week.

I have to brag about how well Dominick wrote his name the other day. In case you're not impressed enough, he did this upside down. (He wasn't upside down, he just wrote that way.)