Sylvan awoke this morning to soothing ocean sounds on his new alarm clock from Gramma Mia. He was dressed in a dapper button-down when he joined us for breakfast; he brushed his teeth, which is on our new morning list, then requested blueberry pancakes. He asked me to brush his hair, because it’s on the new list. Although I wanted to leave by 8, we left at 8:10, and we still got to Edison before they opened the doors at 8:15.
Unsure of his new surroundings, and looking haggard from staying up too late enjoying his new alarm clock
After some “discussion,” as Sylvan reported, the bus driver reluctantly let Sylvan ride the bus to Moss Street for the afternoon. I think I learned my lesson: DON’T turn in the dozens of forms they give you.
To top off a long day, we decided to head out to what ended up being the last game of the Emeralds baseball season. Turns out that Sylvan is a born baseball fan. Numbers? Check. Rules? Check. Lots of people to watch? Yes, that too.
This intense expression lasted for much of the game
I'm supposed to say "Yankees boo," but that's too silly
Happy the kids lasted the whole game, sleepy, and still intense
Seventh inning stretch: "One, two, THREE strikes you're out!"
The Ems lost, 5-4, but it took until the bottom of the 9th to decide. Exciting game.
WOW! First day photos, brings a tear. Such great pictures at the game, way to go Syl….it is silly
I didn’t love having babies in the house (I know I am an ogre), but man do they grow up a little too fast. Congrats to you guys and Sylvan for making it to kindergarten!