Marks the FIRST DAY OF NURSERY! He started nursery a month early because Rob and I were called to teach the CTR 5 (B-too many for 1 class) class. I was so excited to hear he was going to nursery. We have been going to only Sacrament meeting because he is too much to contain in such a small area. It was silly to go and hang out in the hallway. Plus I was pretty excited to finally go to Relief Society, since I hadn't been not even once since we moved here! WHAT?! What do you mean I can't go to Relief Society, still? {Sigh...} That's OK, the 5 year olds must need us more than I need RS. Or maybe I need them more than I need RS? Hmmm.
Anyway, Rob and I were not worried about Logan one bit. We knew he would adjust just fine.
Here he is looking mighty handsome.
He was totally awesome! Played well with others, sat in a real chair at a table (without falling off), had a snack: fishies, raisins and water (in a cup without a lid-no bib-I don't even want to know). Every Sunday after that he has cried when he sees us coming in the door. No tears when we leave, but when we come back. Whatever!
What a stud, that Logan.