So, Lauren has begun preschool, 2 days a week. While she did have some separation anxiety, the experience has been more traumatic for Jackson by far. Since he's always been with her, he doesn't understand why all of a sudden she gets to go to this cool new place and he CAN'T. Since he's recently begun throwing 2 year old BOY trantrums, I was dreading what would happen when we went in to drop her off.
Lauren was fine with me leaving because she was excited to play with playdough:
Here's my sad little guy on the way to the car:
Even the fruit snacks bribe and new truck weren't really making him happy on the way home:
And it wasn't til we pulled in our driveway that he really got upset, realizing that Lauren wasn't going to be coming home with us, and he had to go down for his nap. How cruel can life be?
He actually escaped the house and tried to get back to the car so we could go back...And Wednesday wasn't much better. At one point I was considering withdrawing Lauren from preschool because it wasn't worth the hassle, but I think we'll give it another week and hope Jackson comes to terms with things. ;)
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