First we went to meet Ashton's teacher, whom she's hoping is nicer that last year's teacher (her words). I'm just hoping she doesn't get in trouble for twirling her hair quite as much this year as she did last year.
But hey... I still do that, so...
The whole time we were in Ashton's classroom, Taylor kept saying things like, "Are you going to walk me to class so I don't get lost?" and "When you stop walking me to class, then Ashton can walk me." and "What is PE?"
He was a bit nervous until we actually got to his class. We met his teacher and I think he's going to love her. She's young and pretty and seems very nice. I made him pinky-promise that he would not throw any tantrums for his new teacher.
He double pinky-promised. I'm hoping it will be a good year.
Have a great weekend!