We were a little nervous that he wouldn't be able to make it for the full nearly two hours (especially since he's constantly pooping these days...), but he took it like a champ and did really well!
When Adam and I went to pick him up, the nursery leader said that he did really well and that he really likes to eat.
Apparently during snack time, Jude ate so much that they had to get extra snacks from the back cupboard or else he'd steal from other kids. That's my boy!
So weird that my son--MY son--is old enough to be a nursery kid, but I'm excited for all the little projects he's going to come running to me holding, and also that my husband can now attend his church meetings again. Sinner.
Here's to new beginnings and the rest of my youth, and somewhat perkiness, flashing before my eyes.
Who's birthday is it again tomorrow....?