I’m not really sure how I’m supposed to feel about starting school. It’s a new adventure that I get to wake up early for. I’m away from my Mom all day. It’s not terrible, it’s just different. I’m going 5 days a week. I get there at maybe 7:35 in the morning. We play and sing and learn stuff. I see 3 therapy people – speech, PT, and OT. We go outside too and I like the swing. We start packing up our stuff around 1:45 I guess and my Mom comes back to get me at like 2:10pm.
It’s a long day especially when you’ve been at home for over 4 years. Here’s me on the first day with my teacher. I think I have to go everyday forever..
Here’s me after Mom picked me up. I’m pooped!