There have been many anxious moments leading up to this, Elliott's first day of daycare. We have certainly hoped for the best, but given the magnitude of the change from the familiarity of grandma and grandpa's to sharing a class with 7 new friends and 3 unfamiliar teachers, we were prepared to be very understanding about the worst. But in typical Elliott style, he quickly reminded us our anxious energies would have been better spent on longer morning walks or helping him identify a few extra birds in the "blue jay" book.
In the words of his teacher who sent out two email updates to parents today, "Your children have had a fabulous day! I can't seem to remember ever having such a smooth start to the year in our toddler class!
All of the children slept well at nap time (yes, they actually slept on the cots) and are now eating snacks.
Again...no one is crying and they are all happily looking forward to going outside. AMAZING!"
I thought, no, that is not amazing, that is walking on water or healing leprosy with a simple touch. We've read and enacted entire sleep training curriculums to get Elliott to even consider adopting the sleep patterns of other well rested human beings, and his new teacher gets 7 toddlers to sleep in unison their very first day together? I'm afraid amazing just doesn't cut it.
So now it's on to the next unnecessary worry. How will Elliott respond to the arrival of his little baby brother? We now have the official date; Ian Paul will join us on November 3rd. Let the countdown begin.