Summer has drawn to an end and Landon started pre-K yesterday. He was pretty excited about it since Trixie (the main character from one of his favorite books) got to go to pre-k, too. He walked right in yesterday after dropping his back pack in my hands at the door and never looked back. I put his bag up in his cubby and had to call his name to get him to look at me so I could tell him bye and I loved him. He just waved a small wave bye and went right back to coloring. I'm fairly certain he was ready to be rid of me :) I, on the other hand, was not happy about this extreme independence. And when I looked at these pictures... I nearly lost it all over!
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His first year of Mother's Day Out. 18 months old
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Such a big boy!
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| He's growing so fast! Oh how we love him!! |
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| My big boy on his first day of pre-k. 3 1/2 years old |
These make me cry. They also make me want to place a large concrete cinder block on Keaton's thick head so he'll stay little for a much longer time than his brother did. We love these precious boys more than they'll ever know! If someone can loan me some Xanax when Landon starts kindergarden that would be great :)
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