Jarron's first day of preschool, he had a blast but Mom was a wreck. He was the helper to the teacher and she said he was "very smart". I cried, he didn't. I kept returning to check on him to make sure he was alright but of course he was and didn't care that I was leaving him. My baby is really grown up now. I *sniff* will be fine. It should be easier on me next week :)
The baby tarantula did not make it. It drowned by that storm we had and the boys found him. They were so happy that it was dead because it meant that they could hold it. But then Jarron asked when it was going to be alive again, and we had to have the "death" talk. Just another step in growing up I guess, for the both of us.
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That is great he did so well- we all knew he was a smart cookie! How often does he go and for how long? Isn't it weird to have just one kid in the car driving home? But nice at the same time!:) Way to go Jarron!!!
They hold those things? THey don't bite? I know I grew up in Pomerene and should know better...but I was TERRIFIED of those things!!!!!!
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