I was this close to pulling out one of my cheerleading outfits from way back when to help CHEER Bubbalu into this new age of education.
Yup, my baby's going to preschool.
And I'm certain he'd appreciate the extra effort his Mama would show by squashing her times two postpartum self into an eensy teensy cheerleading skirt and top.
Acutally, he probably wouldn't notice. I brought him to the door and before I could say, "let's hang up your coat" he was off and running. Uh, can I at LEAST have a hug or something? You know, show SOME recognition that it pains you to be separated from your Mother for three hours?
I'm sitting at home waiting for the phone call from the principal to have me come and collect my child.
So far so good. No teachers set on fire, no mass stampeding of the school and no ripping down the display boards.
There was one tiny thing I forgot to mention to his teachers. I do hope they hid all of their sharpies...
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