School for Travis started on the 17th, but last Friday saw the very first day of preschool for Hilary. There is always some trepidation in events like this. Hilary spends a lot of time with me, and I was worried that when the time came for me to leave her at the classroom she'd start screaming.
It was needless worry. Hilary loves school. No make that LOVES school. When I told her I was leaving she could have cared less. "Yeah yeah dad, whatever. Go, you're standing in my light." The down side to this is when she is not a school I get a constant barrage of "When are you taking me to school, Dad?" "I want to go to school!!". So far the concept that she doesn't go everyday and then for only afternoons hasn't sunk in.
But that is a good thing. Her brother greatly enjoys school and I hope that they both carry this enthusiasm right through to adult hood. And beyond.