Our pediatricain was right. Hayes was made for daycare. He LOVES it. When he gets there I can’t get his jacket off fast enough. Fact is, the only way I can get my kiss in is to hold onto his blanket until I’ve put all his food away and his stuff in his cubby. He loves it. And to me, that’s awesome.
However, we still miss the nanny component. We were very lucky to have two GREAT nannies for Hayes’ first year. Jen especially, missed coming home and getting the lowdown on Hayes’ day directly from the only person who spent time with him. Now we get a small colored peice of paper with check marks next to what he did and diaper changes and feedings hand written in.
Yesterday for instance, he painted. Yes, painted. It’s a fantastic painting. The kid has talent. It’s of, as far as I can tell, a smushed strawberry. Best smushed strawberry painting I’ve ever seen.
So, the move to Worcester has finally started to pay dividens. It’s great. It’s really great.
Jen says:
March 11th, 2006 at 1:04 am
As a preschool teacher, and former daycare worker, some kids really take to it and some kids don’t. In regards to the part about getting a piece of paper versus a person to talk to–it can be frustrating for teachers to. There are times when I really want to tell a parent about something-(developmental or otherwise) that their child did that day…but with 20 children in my class, it just isn’t possible.
Matthew says:
March 12th, 2006 at 7:30 pm
That’s awesome! I know for me it feels so much better leaving them knowing they are enjoying themselves.