What's the deal, pickle?
For the last two mornings when it's time for me to drop you off at your classroom, you don't want me to go. You cling on to me and even start tearing up, although you haven't broken down to cry yet. It absolutely breaks my heart to see you this way--I'm not sure if it's because I've been letting you go with me to drop Aiden off at his classroom or what (Monday we dropped you off first) but this is so atypical of you. You seem to get a little more at ease when I explain I'll be back to pick both of you up but you're still not too happy with me...I hope this passes soon because I hate leaving you upset.
On a side note, I'm busy thinking of venues to have your birthday party. My plan is to invite your classmates and obviously our house is way too small for all the fun I hope your party will bring. I've looked at a couple of places (but not too seriously) just to get an idea on pricing (I'd rather spend a fortune on your presents than on the party). Any ideas from our readers?? I would appreciate any suggestions....
