It hasn't been easy for the boys. Neither has warmed up to the idea of school.
My 5 yr. old Spencer has broken down into tears just about every day that I've dropped him off at kindergarten.
I'm not quite sure what this is all about as he had been going to a playschool several days a week for almost three years. Best I can guess is that going from a hippie co-op w/ young girls as teachers to public school where Mrs. Doubtfire is his homeroom teacher has been the most traumatic.
Cole, whom I thought would be digging the interaction w/ other kids (he often seemed bored by me over the summer) has gone the route of his older brother and cries like he's in need of an exorcism every time I drop him off.
These are the joys of parenting my friends.