When I went to pick up Zayd at the advanced learning academy, he scowled at me.
Me: What's wrong baby?
Z: I want to stay.
Me: You get to come back tomorrow...
(Scowl, scowl, scowl)
Me: Let's go get a snow cone!
Then he let me pick him up and carry him to the car. He felt so big.
They sat on the rug and each said their name. He passed the dog to another boy in a blue shirt. He played basketball alone in the gym and loved it. He sat next to Milo at lunch. He picked swimming (???) and didn't pick the picture of the dice or the castle. He had a great music class and met the artist. He didn't learn anyone's name. He doesn't have an assigned desk but can sit anywhere. His classroom isn't too cold but it is cold. His too big uniform shorts stayed up just fine.
All in all, a very successful first day.