Miles came running over to me at the end of school (while Mrs. Q reminded him to use walking feet-doesn't she know he is a runner?) and with the biggest hug, told me he loved big boy school. Praise jeebus.
I asked him what all he did today, and he told me he was keeping it a secret until Daddy got home.
I did get to squeeze out a little bit of information from him (sorry to my Facebook friends for the repetition):
"Mommy, I have a LOT of homework after Christmas." (??)
"Mom, I love big boy school; I saw some of my friends pee standing up. And 3+3 is 6."
Yup...it's going to be a good year.