::preschool tough guy::

Sandy started preschool in early Jan, and was pretty darn excited about it. It's just a tiny little school at a little Lutheran church in town. A few of our friends have had kids there and liked it, so we decided to go with it. It's just two mornings a week. Anyway, we had visited there in the fall, and Sandy really liked the look of the place--all the toys and the playground outside. So he was pretty pumped up about going.
But the thing he was most pumped up about? His STAR WARS lunchbox. He felt like the oldest toughest guy ever, going to school just like Max and with a STAR WARS lunchbox.
I couldn't pick a single photo to leave out because these are all so funny. And not coached--please don't think I requested any of these faces, except maybe the last one. I kept asking for smiles. Haha, yeah right. Tough guys don't smile.



The tough guy effect is definitely heightened by the big red bump on his head from his toy accident a few days before.



And when I took him in he was just as happy as could be to go and hardly even said goodbye to me. It just took a week or two for him to decide he didn't want to go anymore and start the clingy crying thing. I think we're through that now--maybe.
He's just such a goofball. He makes us laugh all the time.