
Mommy took another day off, but I decided to put you in daycare for half a day. I wanted to transition you slowly back into daycare. I was worried that you were going to be all clingy and cry hysterically as you normally do when I drop you off, but I was surprised when you went over to one of the teachers, raised your arms to indicate that you wanted to be lifted up and that was that. The teacher sat you down in one of the chairs, gave you a piece of waffle pancake and you didn't care less if I was there or not.
When mommy went to pick you up around 3:30pm you were outside in the playground. There was an ice cream truck that was parked in the parking lot and one of the teachers told me that your class was enjoying ice cream. When I went over to where your class was, all of you were sitting on the ground, lined up and enjoying an ice cream cone. It was the cutest thing. The best part of all was that every single one of you were covered in ice cream. It was quite a sight. I stayed with you until you finished your cone, but it pained me to watch as the ice cream was dripping all over your front. You even tried to hug me a couple of times, but I had to push you away because I didn't want to be covered in ice cream. I guess you are ok now. The teachers didn't mention that you were looking ill so I think I'm ready to head back to work tomorrow. It was good while it lasted.
Later in the evening we went out to meet your Toronto grandparents for dinner at Song Cooks and you put on quite the show. They are absolutely head over heels in love with you. How can they not be when you are such a cutie pie.
