Yesterday was Finn’s first day at GoKids, a small, tidy and personable daycare operated by GoChurch.
In high school, I actually kept a clothes calendar. Yes, I would keep track of the outfits I wore on a daily basis, so as not to repeat the same one in a six month period. I’m hanging my head as I admit this ridiculousness. There are infinitely more important things to keep track of than clothing. Hmmm…I wonder what stupid things I’m keeping track of these days…
So Joey and I dropped little man off together yesterday morning, overstuffed diaper bag, a gallon of filtered water and detailed instructions on “Caring for Finn” in hand. As I read my section entitled “Spina Bifida Concerns” aloud to them, I realized that no child should be projectile vomiting, having dry diapers, crying uncontrollably or running a fever. The ladies were sweet and held him like it wasn’t their first rodeo.
I couldn’t help myself…I snuck in on my lunch break to check on Finn.
We’re sad that he came home with a stuffy nose. Had to dust off the ole’ Snotsucker and use it throughout last night. And he apparently took five naps yesterday, four more than usual. Maybe the bright colors, new toys and seven other infants wore him out.