Henry's fist day of kindergarten was last Thursday.I had a nervous belly and needed to use the bathroom a lot. He was unphased but looking forward to it in his usual
matter of fact way.
Here he is in the car on the way looking unamused. It almost looks like he is starting to grow a mustache already. (It's just the shadows.)My baby boy is growing up.

Walking toward the entrance. Little brother Max is desperately trying to catch up and is not happy that he doesn't get to go too.

He refused to smile and pose nicely for the picture.

Waiting on line to wash hands.

Successfully washing hands. The indoctrination begins....

It looks like he is going to fit right in.
He says kindergarten "is great!" There is a teacher in the gym whose name is "P.E."