Delayed Reaction

So Anna has cried the last three times I dropped her off at nursery school. Last week was her third week so I thought we were in the clear. No such luck. At the time I thought she may have cried because she had a slight cold. She was still a little stuffy this morning so it's still possible that once her lingering summer cold ends, she may look forward to camp once more, but I'm not holding my breath!

Last Tuesday was the first day she cried. Let's just say the three hours that followed were difficult for me. I kept wondering how long she cried for and if she'd be a mess by the time I picked her up. But when I arrived, she was no worse for wear. She didn't cry when she saw me. In fact, she acted like she didn't quite want to leave. So on Thursday when she cried, I didn't feel quite as awful leaving without turning back.

This morning was a little more difficult because she seemed a little upset before we even left the house. She's a pretty brave kid so she didn't get upset again until we pulled into the parking lot. I quieted her quickly by pointing out the playground to her, but she wasn't convinced when we went inside and I started to leave. And to make things worse, the door was open so she started to follow me out. Luckily Susan grabbed her quickly and there were only a few kids there so hopefully Susan was able to snap her out of her funk quickly. I'm sure she snapped out of it pretty quickly. Perhaps we're arriving too early. Maybe if I leave the house five minutes later, there will be more kids there when we arrive which will distract her more. We'll see. . .

I have to leave to pick her up in a little over an hour so I only need to distract myself for a little bit longer. Here's to endless gossip on the Internet! Just kidding. . . I think I'll get a little work done - that surely passes the time quickly.

Thursday is actually an open house for families so we're invited to come back at 11:30 am instead of 12:30 pm to spend an hour watching and participating, I guess. I'll let you know.