PreSchool

PreSchool has begun.

He started PreSchool. The Boy is going to school. They love him. All of the teachers think he's awesome, polite, funny and well-behaved. Though I love to hear that, I'd like a little more of all of that AT HOME!
Apparently he is teaching other kids to ask the right way, "May I have....." and of course, you must always use Please and Thank You. And when he uses the bathroom, he asks for "Pwivacy" (that's privacy for those of you who don't speak "The Boy").
What do I get at home? I get the same please, thank you. However, I also get over-the-top dramatic crying in response to being told NO, throwing of his favorite stuffed Puppy in disgust and anger, hysterical crying when he is told not to steal from his sister's room and my favorite of all favorites, having accidents just to be spiteful.
I may have the ladies at school move in with us, totally worth building a second floor onto the house, right? Only adds value to the home in the long run!
And doesn't he look so sweet and adorable in the picture? Yeah, two second after this photo he threw that backpack on the floor when I told him not to touch the garage door until I put my shoes on.
Yeah, super well-behaved.......