First Day of Preschool

Today was Josh's first day of preschool.  In typical Joshie fashion, these were the only First Day of School pictures I could get out of him.

Classic Josh.

I knew Josh was a bit hesitant about going to preschool.  (Despite the fact that when Spencer was going it was all I could do to convince Josh that he wasn't quite old enough for preschool!  It was all he wanted in life.  Go figure.)  We went to the preschool open house on Thursday and for the first ten minutes Josh wouldn't even let go of my legs.  He growled at his teachers, ignored his friends, and refused to make eye contact with anyone.  He eventually let his guard down a little and played, but still.

So I wasn't quite sure what to expect this morning.  I talked about how fun preschool would be, but I certainly didn't play it up as much as I could have - doing that usually has the opposite effect on Josh.

We walked into the preschool and Josh happily put his snack in his cubbie.  Then he grabbed onto my hand.  And refused to budge.  I had Cole in my arms, which made things considerably more difficult, but I eventually dragged Josh through the crowded hallway and into his classroom.  His teachers happily greeted him.  Josh took one look around (looking like nothings so much as a hunted animal) and dove behind a rather large plastic boat, deciding that this was the best hiding place at the present moment. 

I tried to coax him out with his special name tag, but we would have none of it.  So I talked to his teachers for a minute, said good-bye to Josh (making sure to mention that I would be back later to pick him up) and then left.

I half expected him to come screeching down the hall after me.  (Apparently there were some other children who did that!)  But nothing happened.  In fact, he was fairly happy, although quite ready to go home, when I came to pick him up.  I guess preschool wasn't that bad.

Good Job, Joshie.