To celebrate the end of the first week, we got donuts (and milk, I’m not completely irresponsible) and drove to school with mom.
Zach did great today in the midst of a bunch of kids who were lost in tears. I don’t remember it being like that last year. Lots of crying kids, but he wasn’t one of them. He was anxious as we entered the classroom, but he put away his stuff and got busy building with blocks like a pro.