Wow, Quinn is leaving the nursery. He had his last day at his daycare with Elayna or "'Layna" as he calls her. We had a rough last week or two at daycare. He would fight and cry because he did not want to go. Reportedly, he had a great time once I left. Still, it was hard. Elayna has been so good to our little boy for the last two years. She gave him a Thomas train that stops and starts when you whistle at it. She cried when Mom picked him up. I am sad as well.
We have lots to thank Elayna for. Not just the day care, but for being so loving to Quinn and having so much good advice to give on how to deal with little ones. (She has been doing this for 15 years, so she knows.) Quinn is so polite with: "Please" and "thank you" and he has lots of other good habits and mannerisms and is good with smaller children and we have Elayna to thank. But, it seems time to move on.
He is headed to pre-school at a Montessori school that is only a mile or so from our house. The plan is to run him in in our new convertible jogging stroller/bike trailer and Wendy can pick him up in the afternoon on her bike and pull him home. I know Quinn is going to love it. Lots of new things to do, lots of children to play with and lots of time outside in the playground.
Perhaps I am sad because I can see the day when he has grown up too much for us to take care of him anymore and he will move on.
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