Day Two

We both took Alton to his first day of daycare yesterday. While neither of us wanted to leave the little guy, we quickly learned he could hold his own. Within 60 seconds of our arrival Alton had ripped a truck out of another little boy’s hands and was driving it around the room.

Manners aside, I was thankful to see him at ease in this new environment.

Despite K’s positive report last night, however, I’m probably more anxious about the baby’s experience today.

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Our neighborhood is celebrating National Night Out tonight with a potluck. As J spends the day pondering life at 30, he’s also responsible for our contribution to the party. I’m sure glad he loves spending time in the kitchen!