Three Days of K

It's official. Jack LOVES kindergarten. Loves it. He made three new friends on the first day - none of whom have names that he remembers. He liked his teacher, liked what they did, liked the bus. Each day has been the same report.

The transition hasn't been ALL smiles though. He's discombobulated and throwing smallish fits at night. He is defiant. He comes right out of it, apologizes, gets really lovey dovey. He slept on our floor for most of the night last night.

Ryker is not a happy camper either, in his own little Rykie kind of way. I asked him last night how he was doing without Jackson at his same school. He goes "it okay. But I not happy." I said "what?" and he goes "I not happy cuz Sassin not dare wif me." UGH.

So it's a work in progress. I expected this. Par for the course with Jack and transitions, but we're working through it.

And here's a Ryker story for you all. We've been reading "Llama Llama Red Pajama" every night for awhile now. My mom brought the book and was the first one to hear this. So one of the pages says:

Baby Llama, don't you know?
Momma Llama loves you so

Ryker says "...much." Like we forgot a word. He's never heard that phrase stall out on "so". We love him "so much."

Now he does that every single time we read it. He doesn't make a big deal about it, just quietly adds it in. What must he think about us? "Mommy and Daddy and Grandmommy just can't get this story right."