Tiny, tiny baby steps

Preschool dropoff is getting a tiny bit easier. A tiny bit. The tantrums are shorter and Cameron goes through the motions of putting his bag in his cubby, washing his hands, etc. all while sobbing away. Tiny, tiny baby steps...


So last night when I left to go to SC yet again, he sobbed hysterically "Don't leave me, Mommy! Don't go to Norf Carolina." (Repeat 30 times, while following me from room to room to garage as I packed the car.) That makes this MUCH easier, Cam-O! Really! If only he still had his boppy to soften the blow...

p.s. Cameron's All About Me poster, as seen here, was done ENTIRELY by Deane. U da bomb, Dee!