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Max's First Day of School


Please ignore the dark socks, dark shoes look. We can say he was channeling the inner Grandpa Gary in him, but really his sandals, flip flops, and other shoes were in the backseat of the car sitting in the Mozy parking lot. So church shoes.


My two sons. Horray for Anne and her mad shopping skills and securing a shirt for twinner twinner chicken dinner Max.


Don't worry. I thought about that look all day long. Seems the "transition" preschool we had him in this summer didn't exactly prepare him enough to be away from his mama. Please. Enlarge the picture, then judge me as a horrible mom.

One of my boys yelled "I love school!!" the whole way home.

My other boy flopped on the ground and didn't speak to me for a half an hour. He phased out a little with DiDi and his Cars collection.

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AnnEE said…
This is my favorite blog that I've read in a long time. I love your two sons. mostly because one of them is my son. MAN those boys are cute.
September 29, 2010 at 10:27 PM
Emily said…
What cuties. Truman cried for like 2 weeks of preschool....then he adjusted, but yeah, it's crappy. Hopefully Max adjust quickly!
September 30, 2010 at 7:11 AM
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