Oh, the tears I failed to shed...
This entry was posted on 9/8/2006 10:20 PM and is filed under Boo Boo Kitty.
This morning I woke up and realized that I wasn't like all those other mothers who have been writing these really sweet posts about how their hearts felt as if they were being physically yanked from their chests when they dropped their child off for the first day of preschool.
Sure I had my brief moments. A tad of guilt for being the mother who is unloading her child on the establishment at the tender age of 18 months.
"You mean you can't be with him all day long? You have only had him for a year and a half. How bad can it be?"
Pangs that I was weak. My mother had 4 kids and we never went to preschool. Maybe I am a wimp. This was all while I was making his lunch today, right before we left.
Until I walked into the living room and found him with a pile of my laptop keys. Not attached to my laptop.
Miss Joann, he is all yours. Wimp or not, preschool is the playgroup that I was never able to find. I don't mind paying for Ethan's friends. Consider it an 18 month old's fraternity.