

Soon after, we had to convince him that he had to leave the helicopter for when he got home from "school". We set off for school and Max's daycare. This is the dreaded part of our day (and has been for the past 3 weeks). He started to fuss as we crossed the intersection he now recognizes as the corner where "school" is located. We kept talking to him and I mentioned that I brought cookies to share with his friends at snack time. Maybe that did the trick. Maybe it's just finally time. BUT... he didn't cry when we left. So, Maximo gave us something for his birthday! I'm sure that doesn't mean he won't cry ever again as we drop him off, but maybe that is going to start tapering off.
We worked all day (ho-hum).
When we were done with school, we got Max, went home, changed and packed for dinner at the river. We met about 10 couples with their kids and relaxed (well, as much as you can with about 20 kids running around). We had some beers, ate some Indian take-out and thought we made it through our first full week with students. Only 35 or so more weeks to go!
3 comments:
Happy Birthday Maximo! What a day you had! It sounds just perfect! Kate sends you a big hug and kiss!
Love Rich, Kate and Linda
Happy birthday, Bax! We love you, too!
Happy Birthday Max!
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