notes from preschool: that's my boy

Wyatt started preschool on Tuesday and (oh, alright, twist my arm, here's a picture of him on his first day to add to the bazillion other blogs that posted pictures about their child(ren)'s first day of school)

well, each day or so they send home a little spiral notebook in his Spider man backpack about what he's doing at school, little anecdotes about stuff his says and/or does in school.

It started off with this:

No surprise Wu had no problem transitioning. The mention of a babysitter and he and Henry are jumping around on the bed; time for Sunday school, he'll be the first one to the minivan. The kid clearly has no issues with attachment.

Even though the teacher signed it, I guess she found something worthy of mentioning later on in the day:


which continues on:

"Look, a catapult" and sent the figure flying...

That's my boy, the three-year-old that knows what a catapult is, better yet, uses a teeter-totter as a catapult.

Clearly, he takes after his brother.