Well, after last week of being a sad boy at preschool, Pumpkin made a concious decision to enjoy himself this week. He told me he was going to have fun and he wasn't going to be sad. Not in the kind of conversation where I feed him lines and he agrees, but the kind of conversation that he starts completely on his own and I just listen and interject some "oh's, uh huh's, and mmm's".
On Monday, Honey drove Peanut to school, and Pumpkin was incensed that he was not going. He stood outside in his Bike helmet and underpants and cried and yelled that he wanted to go too. I wish I had thought to take a photo, but alas, you will have to image it. It was as amusing as it sounds.
So by Wednesday, he was pumped up. He had a great day playing, and today, he barely looked back to say goodbye. I had to ask for a hug and he reluctantly turned back for one. I need to plan on all my hugs and kisses as we get out of the car it seems as I am certainly not going to get them once we are inside! He told me all about his day and the other kids, and is excited for next week already. Whew.
Here's my boy as we killed time between Peanut's drop off and his - he can get really dirty in about a nanosecond...