Our baby went to nursery for the first time yesterday.
She's not technically 18-months-old yet. She won't be until the end of the month. But we thought we'd break her in slowly.
After one minor melt-down, Lainy was good to go. She was being so good that we didn't even stay with her for very long. We just...walked out and left her there.
I checked on her a few times over the next few hours. I peeked through the window while they were eating their snacks. She was sitting up at the little table with her crackers and her little cup. I saw her sign "please" when she finished and wanted more.
Later, I peeked through the window again and saw her sitting on the floor listening to the lesson.
When I went to pick her up after church, she smiled when she saw me, waved good-bye to her teachers, and came over for me to hold her.
I watched all this and thought, "When in the world did my little baby grow up so much?!"
I talked to Brad later and told him I was thrilled she's in Nursery, but that I hoped her leaders know what a treasure they've just acquired.
I hope they noticed how polite she was when she said "please". I hope they thought it was cute when she'd take their hand and lead them to a toy she liked. I hope they noticed all the cute little things she did because I would have noticed if I had been in there with her.
Oh, growing pains. I know, I'm pathetic, right? What can I say, I love my little girl.
Congratulations on this milestone little Lainy! We're so proud of you!