ETA

Here is Sir O on his first real day of school (last post's photos were from the preschool openhouse the week before.)



It's good to know that his anxiety is still alive and kicking.  So far every day I drop him off a very reluctant and clingly little man, and by the time I pick him up again he's all smiles and delight.  He's also decided he's old enough to dress himself.  The only control I have over his wardrobe from here on out is with my purchasing power.  Once it's in his closet, he's in control.  (Kind of scary, AND makes me feel old.)