All Grown Up

Last Sunday Matthew finally reached the grand age of 18 months. The highly anticipated day of sending him to nursery had arrived. I was very excited and looking forward to spending a nice, quiet, still day at church. We were the first ones there that day so I took him in and he started playing with the toys while we waited for his teachers and the other kids. I sat and visited with his teacher for a minute and then said, "Bye Matthew! Have fun playing." Like I suspected he had no problems and was great the whole time. Afterwards his teachers told us that he was the model kid in class and they couldn't believe it was his first day; he played the nicest with the other kids and didn't get upset when they took his toys away, he ate his snack the nicest, sitting and eating but not trying to steal everybody else's food, and he sat and colored his picture the longest. What a sweet boy! (If only he was that perfect at home all the time.) Justin was in the primary room when they brought the kids in for singing time and he said that Matthew just sat on the blanket and didn't move or crack a smile the entire time. This did surprise me because Matthew loves to sing and dance at home; I think he just needs to acclimate to the new environment and all the other kids bouncing around. He does get a little hesitant when there are lots of other kids being crazy. Anyways, he did great and I enjoyed being able to open my scriptures and actually follow along and participate in Sunday School and Relief Society. Justin picked him up and I met them in the chapel and there was Matthew holding this:
Sending him to nursery didn't bother me at all but seeing him hold a church picture that he had colored almost brought tears to my eyes. My little boy is growing up so fast I can hardly believe it. I am excited for him to learn and have fun in nursery but I did feel a little lonely without him. At least I still get to play/wrestle with him during Sacrament!