Monkey is totally back to loving day care again. Today, after we washed his hands, I set him down on the floor, and whoosh! Off he went over to where the other kids were helping one of the teachers pick up some toys, with nary a look a back! Because we're not supposed to "sneak out" and give our kids abandonment issues, I actually had to call his name two or three times to get him to look at me so I could say goodbye, to which I believe his response, although non-verbal, was "yeah, whatever..."
I consider myself lucky that our transition to this new room really only took about two weeks, and really only about three days in "real" time, since he only goes part-time. But it's still such a weird emotion to feel so unimportant to our little ones. Such independence in a one-year old - It almost makes me teary thinking ahead to his first day of kindergarten. Sniff...
But then I reassure myself that sometime in the next, oh, two days, Monkey will inexplicably become super-clingy, wanting noone but his Momma, and I'll be wondering if there is any such thing as that perfect middle ground. I guess we need to take what we can get, in whatever form it's offered!
And on that note, it's back to work for another hour or so until I find out what today's injury report will be!
2 comments:
Yay! I'm glad the transition to the new room has been relatively smooth. Although, I'm learning (as you know also) that at this age, there is NO consistency. I never celebrate any triumphs anymore. As soon as I say, "Oh, Jack's eating great!", the next meal, he'll throw to Atari. Sigh!
Ha! In our house, throwing food to the dog tends to happen no matter what - we've had to put the dog on a diet to account for all the scraps he's picking up around the high chair! But I know what you mean - surprises keep us on our toes. :-)
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