When we arrived at the play school this morning, he didn't cry. He also didn't cry when I took him out from the car. He started crying when I put him down on the floor. He said 'sit there' pointing to the sofa in front of the TV. He went to the sofa by himself and sit on it while at the same time still crying. He gave me a flying kiss when I fly kissed him.
I guess he has finally accepted that he has to spend the day at the play school and that at the end of the day I always come back to get him. I guess that would be the same with me accepting the reality of my life. Lots of crying in the beginning but slowly accepting it.
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