Day two brought a couple of new adventures. "P" is for preschool...and pictures. Apparently today was school picture day, and like his mama, the little Mr. was in school picture angst. I get it...I sooooo get it, considering every one of my school pictures from ages 5-18 were of me with bad hair, closed eyes, awkward grin, weird glasses or a huge zit. Yes, I have self-esteem issues. So, I could totally relate to the little Mr.'s tantrum this morning over not wanting his photograph taken. We had a good 10 minutes of tears, until finally he relented and decided maybe, just maybe pictures would be okay.
He picked out a smashing grey and white H&M shirt, black jeans, his chuck taylors and even let me fuss over his hair a bit...but not too much. He was going for the, "Fashionable, without trying" look. Apparently it worked.
As we were headed into the building this morning a sweet little blonde girl in pigtails was ahead of us. Ethan whispered to me, "Mommy, she's in my class...what's her name?" (again, Mr. is not so great with names) I just happened to notice her name was stitched on her backpack. I whispered back, her name, and Ethan got a huge grin across his face as he said in a sing-song voice, "Hiiiiiiiiii________, it's me...Ethan!" She turned around and flashed her cute little grin and replied, "Hiiiiiiiii Ethan!" I couldn't believe it! I just aided my son in hitting on a girl! He's only four years old and it's only the second day of school! You've got to be kidding me!
I never imagined I would need to have the, "You should focus more on your education and less on girls," talk this soon. I'm so breaking out the Joshua Harris book I kissed Dating Good-bye, and reading it to him at bedtime in place of his usual bedtime story. That should do the trick.