Brayden started Pre-K this morning.  I think we are really happy with the school we chose.  Last year, I spent an hour driving him to school–not an hour each way. . . 15 minutes each way-there and back, there and back.  I had to get out and bring him in, which meant also bringing Carter in.  In and out of the car seat.  Dead of winter. . . pouring rain. . . windy and cold.  It was quite miserable.  This year, the school is two minutes from our house and I drop him off at the door and pick him up at the door.  A mother’s dream.  We are also happy that it’s at a church, and it’s an actual school.  The teacher seems great, and I love that it’s Bible based.  We’re excited for Brayden–he thrives on being social, and I know he’s going to love it.  He loves the company of others.  And he loves learning, for as much as a four year old boy could.

I did walk him in today, though I didn’t have to.  He hugged me and kissed me and gave me his precious little smile.  I know it’s only a few times a week, for a few hours each, but I will sure miss him!  And I think Carter will too!