Yesterday Merritt went to his first day of preschool. I was completely expecting tears (from him) and a wrestling match to get him peeled off my legs at the class door. Instead, he zipped right in and didn't look back. So what I got was a few unexpected tears threatening to spill, from me! It felt weird dropping my baby off at preschool and even more weird when I realized he wasn't my baby anymore, but my middle child. Wow.
Merritt and teachers. . .
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