Porter's First Day of Preschool

Porter always comes up with the craziest ideas. We had to buy a lawn mower when we got here, and we threw the box in the garage to await the recycling truck. In the meantime Porter found that he could fit in it "perfectly." So he thought it would be sweet to sleep in it. Being the wicked sweet parents that we are, Jenn and I helped him make a little bed and tucked him away for the night. The next day he kept trying to convince us how comfortable it really was -needless to say, we have just stuck to sleeping in our bed.

Porter started preschool last week. The humidity was so horrible when we arrived that we couldn't keep his hair combed, so we buzzed it. It looks pretty bad, but it matches his goofy personality well. Porter loves school, and every night he tells me about how he gets to pour his own milk.

Andrew is consoling his big bro on his first day. "it'll be ok. I'll take good care of mommy while you're gone."