M.O.P.

..that's me. I'm officially a Mother of Preschooler. Congratulations, Mason! You're going to do a great job. His first day of school was Friday. I think it's safe to say he loved it. I wasn't such a big fan of having to pry the details out of him. He was gone for two hours, and all I got was that his teacher gave them candy-- which I knew because he promptly asked me to open it for him. Throughout the day, we pieced together that they read stories and colored pictures. They also have show-and-tell every day. Of course Mason took Thomas; it seemed like that was a big hit with some of the other boys in his class.

... meanwhile, Claire enjoyed her brief stint as an only child. We played with her newest ability, that of rolling on to her side. I gave her some tummy time and this was about the only photo op without her crying. She seems frustrated that she can't move; if she can learn to keep her arm down, she'll at least be able to return to her back.

Kids get too big too fast!