Today was Sarek's last day at Ana's Daycare. He has been going there twice a week since he was 7 months old. I was less teary this time and Sarek is definitely ready to move on, but it was nonetheless a bittersweet milestone. I remembered a lot of firsts....incredulous and despondent new mom on her first day back at work, first practice run at Ana's with me refusing to leave after the door had closed...Ana shooing me away through the window... me walking the 1/2 block back home in a daze. There was also the first time he was so eager to get there, he broke into a run. First time he charged back into my arms at the end of a day. First time he didn't want to go home. First time he didn't want to go at all. First time he rode his bike there. First time he said to me, "Aye yie yie, Mama, te vas a la cuna." First art piece he brought back. Our tradition of going to the corner to watch the buses pass after a pick up (me super pregnant with Nola).
Sarek starts preschool on Monday morning. Certainly gallons of tears will be shed by this very tired but very grateful Mama. Stay tuned!
Sarek's friends.
Erica, Veronica, and Ana with Nola and Sarek at the ninth hour.
Countless times at the door, saying, "Quien Es??"
Mil gracias to Papa for the drop offs and pick ups this year!
Family and friends.
