Today was Harrison’s last day at his preschool. He’s been there since he was 18 months old and doesn’t remember any other form of school (or non-school, for that matter). I was very sad to see this day come, as it means my baby is growing older, but he still climbed into my lap with his grasshopper legs this morning, all hugs and snuggles, so I guess I don’t have to worry too much just yet. I’m planning on taking him to his ‘Meet the Teacher’ visit next week and finally to his first day of Kindergarten the Monday after. I’m already a nervous wreck and I’m sure I’ll cry like a big gussy moose. I guess Kindergarten teachers see that all the time, though.
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