Today was Presley's first day at Moms Day Out. We are taking her to the same church we attend thinking that being a familiar environment will make things easier. I dropped her off screaming and crying and walked away before my own tears could start. I got a call from the director a while later saying she had calmed down and was doing fine. Jon and I went and picked her up a little early and found her happily playing. I snapped a quick picture before she saw us and headed our way. I didn't do much with my first day of freedom. Somehow taking an extra long shower and enjoying the quiet time seemed enough for me. I will start my to-do list to tackle on Thursday.
Having a little breakfast before her big day.
Cheese!
More big smiles.
Ok, one more.
Picking out the same toys we have at home.
1 comment:
Trust me, it's way harder on you than it is on her. Before you know she'll just wave bye bye at you and head in there like you're nothing - breaks my heart every time!!! But the alone time is awesome, something to be cherished for sure.
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