Monday, August 18, 2008
I am trying my best not to worry but I just hate dropping Sawyer off at daycare. Then I have to work at my stupid job all day while someone else who doesn't even love him gets his best hours. When I picked him up today after his first full day he seemed just fine. I picked him up off of the play gym he was playing with and stood chatting with the nursery "teacher." What does Sawyer do? He busts out giggling... more than once even. He thinks his "teacher" is hilarious. Who knew?