Yep. And it lasted longer than I thought. It usually starts losing it's luster after the first long weekend. But in this case, he made it until Thanksgiving.
I'm talking about Josh. (what did you think? hehe)
The poor dude survives an unfortunately long afternoon bus ride after working hard all day at school, only to hop in the van and be greeted by his little sister who finds an odd joy in telling him all the "fun" things she got to do while he was at school. So, it caught up to him.
After an wonderful trip to "Aunt Tami's" (apparently the coolest place on earth...blog to follow), and several days off school, Josh succumbed to the end of his honeymoon relationship with first grade. Now, this is not to say that he doesn't enjoy school (he loves it! ahhh...my teacher's heart), but now his rose-colored glasses are clearing up a bit and he looks forward to the weekends more, wondering when the next day off will come. Secretly, I am comforted by the fact that he misses being with me, because I miss him some days, too. (The rest of the days?...I'm thinkin' "when do they go back to school?)
I'm pretty sure after the real chill of winter sets in, a cozy couple of weeks off at Christmas, and he's cooped up in his classroom for a while...
... he'll be asking first grade for a divorce.