Yesterday we went to check out Tutor Time, the day care at which Alex will be matriculating, three days a week, starting Monday. We have been there a couple times and are quite comfortable with the program... if not the prospect of being without Alex all day. Our friend Prem works in the infant room, and Alex's cousin Max already goes there, so there will be familiar faces and friendly smiles. Also our friend Anna is right down the hall and gives Tutor Time high marks.
The problem (other than the realization that we have to collect, pack, and label; sheets, clothes, food, binkys, blankys, etc.) is having to leave her. We have basically been with her all day every day (save a couple hours here and there) for almost six months. We pride ourselves on not being crazy first time parents who are afraid to leave their kids... but this feels decidedly different. So goes life. Soon she'll start college, and join a punk band called "Roadhouse Kick" (an homage to both Patrick Swayze and Chuck Norris), or become a Republican, and hate us.
All of this is magnified by our leaving her over the weekend, our first night away from her, to go to a wedding in Pennsylvania. Next weekend we will have to hunker down and do nothing but eat sweet potatoes and play sniff the armpits!
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You really ARE empty-nesting!
So how exactly do you play "snif the armpit?"
I can't imagine how tough it will be the first day you take Alex to daycare, but like you said there will be friendly faces and Max will show her all of the good toys and best napping places!
Love the name of her band.
As an old mother I have to tell you that you are not going to be empty nested but she will bring you as great people as Michael and Michele and Robin have brought into my life and that is not even mentioning when she decides to give you grandchildren. Enjoy the day, enjoy the moment because there are many more to come. An also enjopy missing her since she will be well cared for by our whole village of very important and especial friends,
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