niknotes: As soon as I picked up his backpack this morning, Mick grabbed my hand and nearly dragged me out of the house, down the front steps, and to the green car. Apparently he likes school. Miss Debbie greeted us at the curb and took Mick, wearing his glasses, inside. She had tried to make a detour toward the buses, telling Mick they were going to get Matthew, but he screamed and rapidly stomped his feet. She took him through the double-doors as he was used to. I don't know what happened after that. Somebody brought Matthew inside eventually. And this afternoon, Miss Debbie was introducing Mick to all the bus drivers who were lined up in front of the school, to get him a little more comfortable across the school bus threshold. He loves to look but not touch and certainly not board ... at this point. He seemed happy to be just inside the bus on Miss Debbie's hip, though. AND Mr. Don, Jack's bus driver was first in line! I don't know if he'll end up as Mick's driver or not, but that is something to hope for. Mostly, I was shocked to see Mick's glasses on his little face. He wore them all the way home, too. Miss Kris said he may have just been too busy today to think about removing them. Excellent. Now he's having a Pop Tart for his after-school snack.