Predictably, Enzo was up at 5:30AM this morning after going to bed earlier than he's even gone to bed last night. We took the dogs to play fetch once it got light outside. After dropping the dogs off at home, we drove across town to Peets for breakfast. I let Enzo run around for a long time after eating - chasing birds, stumbling down the grassy hill, and touching all the sprinkler heads.

He fell asleep in the car after Peets, so I drove him around while he took about a 30 minute nap. We stopped by home to change clothes and pick up our snack and then headed over to school. Enzo is enrolled in the Parent-Toddler program at the Pasadena Waldorf School, which meets twice a week for about 90 minutes or so.

We got there about 10 minutes early so walked around in the big school yard. As more kids showed up they joined us on the lawn. There are seven kids in Enzo's class. Class began when Enzo's teacher sang a little "follow me" song and went into the classroom. We all sat in a big circle and sang a few songs before going around and introducing ourselves. At first Enzo was not happy about being in the circle and just wanted to be back outside, but he settled down and was quickly mesmerized by his teacher's singing.

Because it was the first day, there wasn't a whole lot of structure to the class. The kids basically played in the space with all the various toys, and the parents are encouraged to just leave them alone. Some moms sat with their kids, but Enzo was fine so I sat in the corner and observed. He would occasionally bring me a toy he'd found, but then would get back in the mix with a little encouragement. He interacted with the other kids pretty well, although at this age they're not really playing together, but more playing side by side.

After social play time, it was snack time. Zoe signed me up to bring the class snack on the first day which was so kind of her. I made a potato frittata last night (with Zoe's guidance on the phone) and also had steamed carrot sticks with hummus. Other parents brought chopped fruit. So after all the kids sat in their wee chairs at this little table, I served them their snack in a little bowl. And gave them water in real glass glasses too.

Enzo loved his snack, and stayed in his chair for a while. He also dumped his water into his bowl, so ended up with a fruit-hummus soup. He did get up and walk around, but the teacher plopped him back down because he was still eating. The rule is you can only leave the table if you're done (you don't have to finish). You can't go off walking around while gnawing on a big old chunk of apple like Enzo. After he was done, he got up again, walked by the teachers snack bowl and grabbed her leftover frittata and stuffed it in his mouth. All the kids then took their bowls to the wash bin.

We filtered back into the play space for closing circle. We sang some more songs, and then it was time to go. Enzo could not have been better. He was outgoing, cheerful, and cute as hell the whole time. Really, really good for him I think. And just so calming and peaceful in comparison to the mania of Gymboree where everyone is yelling "good job!" and "clap for them!"

We met Zoe and Alex at home, and Enzo went straight down for a nap.

Zoe and I ran some errands, and then came home to play with Enzo. Wes and her parents came by for takeout Peruvian chicken. After dinner, Enzo took his bath, read books with Zoe and then crashed.