A BIG day

January 29th?  What's so big about this day?  It's just a normal Wednesday.  Ethan and Trevor are at school.  Cooper and I went to the YMCA - where he went into the Kids Korner without crying, I might add.  With our previous history of going into that room screaming, and I mean blood, curdling SCREAMING, everyone looking at us, then looking away because they didn't want to stare, Cooper's arms outstretched toward me as he screams, "Mama, no, Mama, come back", and I give him a kiss as I walk out the door and give the child care workers a quick glance and an "I'm sorry for leaving you with my screaming child" look, that should be cause enough for celebration today.  But nope.  We are adding one more thing onto that. 

And no.... no worries, we are not moving again.  Nor are we pregnant.  Honestly, we're not!

But today, I enrolled our youngest child in preschool for next year.   My baby, MY BABY is signed up for preschool!!!  Insert some teary eyes and some cheers as well.   It will be just two days a week for a half day each, but still... this mama is going to be childless for two half days each week starting in September. 

I am excited to start that phase of life, but at the same time, this is the beginning of it all... all three in school, me needing (or having the opportunity) to get back into the work field, and dare I say, having some "free moments" during the day to get things done!  Along with being excited, I am sad.  I love my days with Cooper.  He can be a stinker and test my patience, but I love this kid to pieces (along with Ethan and Trevor, too, of course).  He is silly, he loves to play with trains and cars and puzzles and board games and loves to read books.  He is my baby and I can not get enough cuddle time after naps with that boy.  What am I going to do when I don't have it anymore? 

There is one thing that I am a bit nervous about, though.   In order to have him go, he needs to be potty trained.  WHAT???  I have never had my boys potty trained by the time they are 3.  I usually start when they are 3.  YIKES.  Looks like I am going to have my work cut out for me this summer!  Any and all suggestions are welcome in the comment sections, please. 

So, that's my BIG news today... My youngest little man is going to his school come Fall.   Wish me luck, wish him luck and wish those teachers the most luck of all!