{"id":122,"date":"2009-05-13T20:47:00","date_gmt":"2009-05-13T20:47:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tessa.datdec.com\/wordpress\/?p=122"},"modified":"2009-05-13T20:47:00","modified_gmt":"2009-05-13T20:47:00","slug":"first-day-of-daycare-the-conclusion","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/familyblog.datdec.com\/?p=122","title":{"rendered":"First day of daycare &#8211; the\n    conclusion"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>After a nice solitary trip to the grocery<br \/>\n    store this afternoon I took my double stroller and walked over<br \/>\n    to pick the kids up at daycare. Sweet, huh? I got lots of funny<br \/>\n    looks for walking with an empty double jogger, but that&#8217;s ok. I<br \/>\n    got there to find Lex sitting on the steps and on the verge of<br \/>\n    tears. Everyone was outside playing and as soon as he saw me he<br \/>\n    said &#8220;Oh!&#8221; and walked over to get his shoes. I sat down, he<br \/>\n    crawled into my lap and started crying. He said he was too<br \/>\n    tired and needed me to put his shoes on for him so he could go<br \/>\n    home. I think he had a tough day. They daycare teacher said<br \/>\n    that he was pretty stubborn about following their schedule and<br \/>\n    argued about not wanting to go out, or come in, or lay down, or<br \/>\n    play here, etc. She said he threw a pretty big tantrum and one<br \/>\n    of the teachers held him in her arms until he calmed himself<br \/>\n    down. I felt bad for him and bad for her and secretly a little<br \/>\n    happy that I had a day off from it all. <\/p>\n<p>Eve noticed me a minute later (still sitting with Lex) and<br \/>\n    she ran over and said &#8220;Mommy! You came back for us!&#8221; Not sure<br \/>\n    what she was expecting, but she seemed pretty surprised and<br \/>\n    happy to see me again. Then she proceeded to tell me all about<br \/>\n    how I left and they played and I went to work &#8220;at daddy&#8217;s<br \/>\n    office&#8221; (nearby, really) and then &#8220;You came back for us!&#8221; She&#8217;s<br \/>\n    cute. The teacher said she did awesome all day. I think it<br \/>\n    caught up with her though. About half way home she started<br \/>\n    crying and couldn&#8217;t control herself. When we got inside I<br \/>\n    cuddled her and asked why she was crying and she said, &#8220;I don&#8217;t<br \/>\n    know, I can&#8217;t stop crying.&#8221; (words I think she learned from<br \/>\n    Lex&#8217;s tantrums) They were both pretty exhausted from the day.<\/p>\n<p>At dinner I asked Lex if he had fun<br \/>\n    today and he said yes, he had a lot of fun. Soo&#8230; I guess<br \/>\n    we&#8217;ll see how next week goes. I hate to see him having tantrums<br \/>\n    and being so upset, but he&#8217;s going to preschool in the fall and<br \/>\n    he&#8217;s going to have to get used to other people&#8217;s schedules<br \/>\n    sooner or later. I think it would be better to have this<br \/>\n    adjustment in a daycare setting instead of a school setting.<br \/>\n    That makes sense, right? Sometimes I think he&#8217;s like a delicate<br \/>\n    flower and when handled well he thrives, but put in a situation<br \/>\n    he&#8217;s not used to he just rebels. I try to be accommodating to<br \/>\n    him (maybe too much so) but it&#8217;s draining on me and Alan and<br \/>\n    probably even Eve. I also know that he won&#8217;t get those special<br \/>\n    accommodations in school and part of growing up is learning how<br \/>\n    to handle yourself in situations outside of your control.<br \/>\n    Right? Anyway, I think (hope!) he&#8217;ll adjust after a few days<br \/>\n    and I&#8217;m still confident that this will be best in the long<br \/>\n    run.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>After a nice solitary trip to the grocery store this afternoon I took my double stroller and walked over to pick the kids up at daycare. Sweet, huh? 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