By Wyatt Earp | September 13, 2011
Today is my youngest son’s first day of preschool. It is a chaperoned day, so a parent can be there with him. The first full day sans parents will come on Thursday.
There will be tears.
Oh, not from him, as he was the only kid in his entire class not screaming like a banshee on orientation night. The tears will come from Mama Earp, who has cried at the first day or school for every child so far. This week will be no different.
I was worried that Kevin would be his “home” self – a fuel-injected hurricane machine – but orientation was a good sign. With any luck, he’ll be like the other two boys; monsters at home and angels at school. Either way, I hope he has lots of fun.