Today was Logan’s first day of school after being off for 10 days, and Connor’s very first day.  Logan must have been anxious; he twisted and turned for over an hour last night before falling asleep.  Connor has been sick with a mild cold (coughing and sneezing) for a few days, and last night his cough was worse and coughed even overnight.  He must have tried to get out of going to school today.

     During the drive this morning, Logan was telling me that he wanted to go back home and he missed daddy.  Then, when we arrived at school, he did not want to get out of the car.  Finally I was able to convince him to get inside his classroom.  He was quite clingy to me and refused to play with any toys or go to the teacher.  He started sobbing while hugging me.  His sob always melts my heart.  One of the teachers decided to ask Logan to help pick up some supplies from the storeroom, and Logan finally agreed to help when I suggested that Connor and I would follow him.  With this distraction of helping, Logan was ok again and I was able to say my goodbye.  Next it was Connor’s turn to go to the infant room.  Connor was fine initially while being held by the teacher and then sat nicely in a chair.  After I put all his belongings away, he started crying when he saw me sitting in front of him but not holding him.  He continued to cry louder and louder as the teacher tried to calm him.  He was so sad looking at me with his arms slightly raised to reach me.  At that point, I decided to take off before I burst out crying myself too.

     Three hours later I was excited to return to the daycare.  I first went to peek in at Logan’s room.  I have always been curious as to how all the kids eat their lunches together, but I was a bit late, most of the kids were finished and away from their tables.  Logan had his back to the door.  It seemed that he was being groovy by rocking his upper body against the table while talking to the teacher, then he walked over to the sink to wait in line for hand washing.  I was then spotted by a couple of kids, so I had to leave before causing any disruption to the class.  Then I rushed to go see Connor.  When I walked in, the infant room appeared so peaceful.  All five babies were hanging out quietly around the two teachers.  Connor was in a chair with his back to the door.  Once Connor saw me he burst out crying.  It took a little of hugging time before he calmed down and started smiling again.  The teacher said he actually did quite well.  Of course he cried, but he did eventually drink the entire bottle (5.5oz) and took an hour of nap.  I was so proud of him!