Baby C's first day of school
Yes, it is technically day care, but they call it school. And even funnier was that the staff was saying it was "Mommy's First Day" instead of Baby C's first day. Very cute.
The drop off went well. Daddy gets to pick him up in the afternoons (I get to be the bad parent and leave him each morning) and see that sweet smile of excited recognition every day. It was actually a little strange for me because I knew he dirtied his diaper while in his car seat (he gets this intense look of concentration, pulls his shoulders forward and grunts), and when I offered to change it very quickly, the teacher shooed me off and told me to just go to work. I almost wanted to protest, "But he's got a poopy diaper!" until I realized that we're paying for this service and I really do need to go to work.
Much harder on Mommy than on Baby C.
Anyway, when I left, he was in the teacher's arms, kind of taking in his new surroundings. The worst part? I don't think he even noticed I left the room. [sigh]
