Sammy had his first day of pre-school this week and he loved it. It’s a small class of 10-12 kids, 2 teachers and a parent-helper. To make for a smooth transition this week, parents have been invited to participate for the first hour or so. It didn’t take long for Sam to get in the swing of things. It was so cute to watch these toddlers sit at their little table and eat a snack. Sam didn’t understand that you take more from the big tray and not your neighbor’s plate, but we’ll work on that. Overall, I know he’ll love it and so does Mom!
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Precious
Not too much to say here, other than Sam being his usual cute self. Mom has a gig tonight, so we went nuts with spaghetti and sauce, so a bath was in order. I just love his expression.
Through the Glass
Looking for something to do this Sunday, I discovered there were open slots at the Georgia Aquarium. Wanting to take advantage of our annual membership, we gathered the troops and headed over. We missed Gasper the Beluga, but Sammy had a great time. Being able to stand on his own (unlike our last visit in February), I think he enjoyed some parts a great deal more, especially the big tank window above. I still have to rant about some aspects of the facility, though. First, I booked online, and was supposed to get an email with my tickets. Well, they finally arrived, at 1:30pm for our 11am visit. Second, it’s just far too crowded. The flow of people through a facility like this one is a classic challenge, and I don’t think they’ve done a very good job. Although tickets are for one hour slots, in reality people come and stay most of the day. So the later you come, prepare to feel like a spawning fish yourself! Anyway, it’s all worth it to see Sam enjoying himself. The amazement in his eyes is clear above. Full gallery is here.
Sam is Talking
I’d meant to blog this earlier, but Sam is now regularly greeting me with ‘Da-Da’ when I walk into the room. He’s said ‘Car’ (with a notable Boston accent, mind you) for a while, as well as ‘truck.’ But you can’t imagine how my heart melted the first time I asked him where Daddy was and he replied by pointing to me and saying ‘Da-Da.’ Priceless, I tell ya!