Butter’s First Day of School

The first day of a new day care worried me. M did the drop off because I got called into work today and we woke up late. I felt strangely like Lorelai Gilmore on Rory’s first day at Chilton.

We decided to switch him from his first school because it was way too far away, and ever since he made the transition into the twos class, he’d been having a really hard time with drop off. He was clingy, and definitely didn’t want us to leave him. We never did get a clear answer,  but we thought it was because of one of his classmates or maybe one of the teachers.

After a quick trip to Wal-Mart for disposable diapers, M came back home to take D to school, and off I went to work. For some reason, his first day was way easier than his first first day of school, when I took care of the drop off and proceeded to cry the entire way to my office because he took off without a look back at me. [I know, I know. I should thank my lucky stars that drop off went as easy as it did the first time.]

I got to take care of pick up this time around, and it seems like he had a fantastic day. The first thing his teacher said to me was that he had a great day and was really well behaved for both of his teachers. He was ready to go, took me by the hand to lead me to his cubby, and waited patiently while I gathered his things. We headed out from there to see Pop at his restaurant for dinner.

I was surprised to see a homework folder. It’s things like drawing straight lines and coloring an apple red. We have an entire week to work on it and I’m already giggling that he’s missing part of one of his worksheets.

We’re definitely looking forward to seeing how drop off goes next week.

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