He walked into his classroom like he owned the place. No tears and barely a backward glance. He played on the playground, didn't want to do his art project, played with the cars, and had a lot of fun. When I got there at the end of rest time to pick him up, he was squatting, looking at a toy whispering to himself "Be quiet" with his finger over his mouth.
After school, we visited Wal Mart and he picked out his first day of school prize - a monster truck!
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