I dropped Sam off at preschool on Monday morning, and though it wasn't completely tear-free, he only seemed distraught, rather than hysterical!
This morning? Hysterics. (Though he did admit to having a fun day once. I think we surprised the answer out of him; every other time we asked, he was ready for it, and said, 'No'.)
I'm sure that this too will pass, but boy! does it ever suck at the moment.
On the very plus side, Joey has been doing his introduction at Brad's house and is handling it like a champ. He's been very happy to go to Brad, to be retrieved post-nap by Brad, and to hang out with Brad. Maybe one of my children will not cause me surprising amounts of grief (sadness, not frustration) first thing in the morning.
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