Today was supposed to be the first day my son tried daycare.
My daycare provider, LC, phoned me last night to inform me her five-year-old has come down with the flu and suggested my son stay home.
Yippee. (Yippee to my son staying home, not a child caught the flu.)
While I am sure my son will be OK with playing all day, Mommy wasn’t ready to lose her little guy, not even for four hours.
While I had made lots of plans to occupy the time, I really wasn’t looking forward to not being constantly around my little guy.
So while a small part of me was sad that I couldn’t develop pictures, the rest of me was excited that I could instead read, play with blocks, cuddle and enjoy my son as he explores his world.
