Off to School

Bruce started preschool this week.

We both went for an hour on Monday just to check out the toys and sing a few songs with the teachers - a sort of intro to preschool. We got there a few minutes early so we played on the playground outside. Unfortunately Bruce went down a slide and into a puddle at the bottom so he had wet pants walking into school. If he was any older, he night have been embarrassed.

Bruce checked out all the toys and became mildly obsessed with a toy grapple skidder - a construction vehicle we read about in a book that picks up logs. Tuesday was his first real day at school. He talked about the grapple skidder as I dropped him off and whined because he couldn't play with it right away. He must have played with it at some point because that's all he talked about on the way home.

School must have tuckered him out. He crashed for three hours afterward.

With my newfound time - three hours a day, twice a week, not counting naps - I'm going to be working (writing), working out (with a speck of running), grocery shopping.... So many possibilities. Too bad I have the most time to train for a marathon now that I can't train. There's hope though: I got my appointment with Dr. Big Stuff just before Halloween.