Jack started preschool on Tuesday. Matt left work to meet us and then he, Lyla and I had lunch after we dropped off Jack. Jack did well with the drop-off, the concept of Mommy or Daddy not being around for a few hours was beyond comprehension to him before Tuesday so I don't think he even knew to be afraid. He walked in, put his backpack away and found a few things to do (the home center, leggo table, and reading corner). Then Matt and I said quick good-byes (as other children were starting to melt-down left and right) and we left. I cried the whole way to the restaurant but was fine after a while. When I picked him up after school (grandma came with me), he had a single tear on his cheek. I scooped him up and squeezed him as tight as I could (it was a LONG 2 and a half hours without him)!! His teacher said he cried off and on a few times, but each time was easily distracted and stopped crying quickly. Hopefully tomorrow goes as well or better! Even with a tear in his eye, he said "yes" when I asked if he had fun and if he was ready to go again on Thursday.... we'll see how it goes!
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