Well, the old saying "Third Times a Charm" does not apply to this situation. I'm going to be starting back to work in a few days so that means I had to put my baby boy in daycare :( And he is not okay with this decision. Today was his third day there and it was the worst drop off yet. He actually ran from his teacher so she couldn't pick him up when I was walking out of the room :( Then I heard the door shaking violently when I was walking down the hall away from his classroom. Awful!! He's always super excited to see me when I pick him up and he jibber jabbers all the way home in the car telling me about his day so I'm hoping it will only be a matter of time before drop off is easier. My fingers are crossed. Not sure my heart can handle too many more door bustin' escape attempts.
I'm I awful for taking that picture of him bawling? Hey...I want to remember the good times and the bad :)