First Day

Ready to go.

Calvin was thrilled to go to Detsky Sad, preschool. We had been talking it up for weeks. He did really well, but it was so hard to leave him there. It's scary dropping your child off in a place where they don't understand what other people are saying. The only tears came from me, when we were in the car.

After wondering if we were doing the right thing, he came home and told me all about school and the first thing he said with much enthusiasm was, "Momma they read Kalabok." This is a story his nanny read to him every day she was here. It's his favorite. (It's a similar story to the gingerbread man only it's a little roll.) I felt like Father was showing me that it was going to be okay, and that he is taking care of my sweet Calvin.

This past week he's told me things I didn't even know he knew how to say. He's even added a few new sentences to his vocabulary. I am so proud of him. Learning a new language isn't easy, but he's doing great.

All dressed up in his school clothes.  The children change from their outside clothes to inside clothes.

His favorite thing to tell his teacher is, "I don't want to eat." I told him how to say it after his first day of school and when I was putting Micah down for nap I heard him make up a little song, singing it over and over again. So far he's only eaten bread and drank his compote (sort of a fruit juice drink) for lunch, but we'll get there. In the words of Marvin, "I mean they have soup for lunch every day, how often does he eat soup like that."

And he's off.

I think we're off to a good start and pretty soon he'll surpass his parent's language skills, not looking forward to that one, but I'm sure it will come just as quickly as preschool did.