tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1840153111972382194.post9148870058191514640..comments2023-06-06T11:16:30.665-04:00Comments on Life in the Circle: Last Day of DaycareBilliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02006610733561938212noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1840153111972382194.post-10982605458155002462007-08-25T07:56:00.000-04:002007-08-25T07:56:00.000-04:00I was a mess at K drop-off with Older Girl. I man...I was a mess at K drop-off with Older Girl. I managed to hold it together until I got to the car, but it wasn't pretty. Rob and I took The Boy out to breakfast to "celebrate" but I really just drowned my sorrows in pancakes and scrapple.<BR/><BR/>But I am happy to report that subsequent years have been a piece of cake for all concerned :) And I didn't cry at all when The Boy went to school. I guess I got it all out of my system. Although we still go out to breakfast, just for the heck of it :)<BR/><BR/>Good Luck!Aimeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16332125903937752882noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1840153111972382194.post-22219335101350599532007-08-25T00:50:00.000-04:002007-08-25T00:50:00.000-04:00I can only imagine what your DH would be like when...I can only imagine what your DH would be like when Sweatpea graduates from high school and heads off for college.<BR/><BR/>I fully understand crying on the last day at daycare. When Princess had her last day at the previous/first center I got a bit sentimental. We were moving her because the quality had gone down hill. But after 1.5 years I had become friends with the teachers and staff and watched her with her classmates since they were 12 weeks old. Its comfortable and familiar and hard to say goodbye.<BR/><BR/>Let us know how things go on Wednesday.T with Honeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13870996927675120152noreply@blogger.com