Score one for attachment parenting! I guess all the hard work for the past three years means something after all -- dropping C off at preschool went so smoothly. I have had a harder time eating a cupcake or parking my car than I had dropping him off. It reminds me of me, actually -- I remember my first day of kindergarten so clearly, I think I hurt my mom's feelings because I was so ready to go. Other kids were crying, and I was like, okay, see you later! Same thing C did this morning. So either he is a really secure kid, or he would trade me away for a train table. Or maybe both. ;D
Now Norah is enjoying an extra long, uninterrupted breakfast, and I am marveling at the quiet quiet house.
So proud of my boy! :)