Despite the goofy and chaotic start (I forgot his snack and had to walk it over to the school) we got a really sweet note from his teacher that he had a good day.
J and I were nervous about how Nathan would handle going to a new school because he went to the same preschool for three years. He still points it out when we drive by it. I hope his good day wasn't a fluke but last night at bedtime he already declared he didn't want to ever go to school again. Oh boy. Hopefully once he gets into a routine he'll look forward to going. Until then wish us luck. Ha.