::getting schooled::

I've been enrolled in a new school.
The teacher is pretty strict.
His name is:

This is my name tag:

Mr. Max give tons of homework--literally piles. He's a taskmaster.
And he's very careful when he corrects the homework too-no slip gets past him.

You don't get stars unless you do a very good job. And as Kris knows, if you don't do your homework you get into big big trouble.

I think I'm passing so far, but if this current homework volume keeps up, who knows!!

::first day::

The first day of kindergarten is a pretty big deal--especially for those of us parents that never attended kindergarten ourselves (that would be me). I don't really know what to expect.
But Max doesn't care if I know what to expect. He was plenty excited about school.

It's close enough that we can walk there--it's a long walk, but totally doable.
His teachers seem nice, though at the end of the first day I'm still at a loss as to their names.
Kris got to come home for lunch today--probably the 3rd time since we moved to RI. It was great timing because he was able to come with us to drop Max off at school. Mr Max looked very cute lining up with the other kids and heading in.

Afterwards Max said he had a good time and was looking forward to going back. Phew. One day down, a bunch more to go! Yay for brave Max. We're very proud of him, he's so big and strong and smart. How did he get so big? It might sound trite, but it seems like not that long ago he was learning to crawl.....