The first morning Ben and I took her along with ME. I felt so bad leaving her, it was like the first day leaving a baby with a complete stranger. We love it there and felt comfortable, I just didn't know how Grayson would act. Of course as soon as all four of us walk in, I can feel her grabbing hold of me with a death grip. She has only been at one other school for the past 2 years and has had ME there with her. I knew this wasn't going to end well. The teacher finally ended up just grabbing her and the three of us darted towards the door.
We got back in the car and of course ME starts asking me 100 questions about Grayson's school. I took ME to her regular school (it's her birthday to), none of her friends are there and nobody tells her happy birthday. We walk back to her room and put her cupcakes up and she just looks so unhappy. We go back to the big room and she just goes and sits down all by herself. As I was leaving a few of the teachers wished her a happy birthday, which made me feel a little better.
I got in the car and started crying. I don't really even know why. Again I felt like they were 6 weeks old again and I didn't want to leave them.
That afternoon, I picked Grayson up and we got in the car and she told me about her new school all the way home. Her teachers said she was great and Grayson loves it now. Ben picked up ME, and he said they all sang happy birthday and everything and she had a good day at school to. Everything turned out just fine, thankfully. I'm glad Grayson is happy and we can't wait for ME to start her new school.








