Momma's Boy

Ethan is a Momma's boy. This post will haunt him one day.

I'd be lying if I said it wasn't a little endearing that he just can't live without me. It's sweet. And flattering. Except when I can't go pee by myself. He also loves Byron, but this post isn't about him, so back to me!

Today I registered Ethan for preschool. (next fall) He begs to go to school when Andrew does. He gets bored at home, and because of his crap birthday, he can't go to Kindergarten until Andrew starts 3rd grade. Preschool seemed like the perfect opportunity to let him go to school and learn how to survive without being attached to my pant leg.

I got him all excited that he was going to go to school. All we had to do was go register and leave my leg as a down payment we would show up next fall. He was psyched. We pulled into the parking lot and Ethan asked,
E: "Are you going to preschool with me."
M: "No Ethan, preschool is not for mommies, I can't go with you."
E: "I just don't like preschool anymore Mom."

Great, I thought. Think they'll accept my pantleg for the next tuition payment? He might not make it without!