Big A first day of VPK It's back to school around these parts and my little guy started VPK (pre-kindergarten) on Monday. He was so excited, we have been talking about going to VPK for 6 months now. He has watched his older brother get on the school bus for the past 4 years to go to school. He has waited patiently for his turn to go to school. Yesterday was his first day. We walked him to his class, looked around, showed him his cubby, gave kisses and left. Today we repeated the same routine and I joyfully skipped back home for 3 hours of "me" time. That is until I received a phone call from a friend that has a son in Aaron's class. She said that when she left he was crying and attempts from his teacher to console him weren't working. My first instinct is to run up to the school and console him myself. Or I could call, or I could just pick him up for the day, but then I remembered a story that my mom told me about my middle si...
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