I wish I could've asked the teacher more about the day, but when I walked in, Mini looked at me and said, "I don't wanna leave!"
I said, "Aw, you want to stay and play?" When he said "yeah", all the teachers chuckled. I can only take that as a good sign.
I turned around to sign the check out sheet, and the teacher asked him where his cookies were. Apparently he'd dropped them on the floor (they were wrapped in cello), so he climbed under the table to get them. Of course, on his way out from under there, he bonked his head.
Wailing ensued. I'm telling you, he bawled. I kissed his noggin and picked him up. To keep from upsetting the other kids, I decided to take him out, and told him to say "bye-bye". He did, but it was tear-faced and I'm just shaking my head, thinking: Poor, Beast.
Right before I walked out, the teacher told me he took a nap, but I can only guess it wasn't long enough. He carried on well after I'd settled him into the Jeep. Whatever the case, that was a first day for the memory books. I'm exceedingly glad he didn't spend it in time out!
As for me, it's been a strange, productive, and relaxing day. Chapter four (formerly known as the chapter of doom) is complete. It's been revised within an inch of its existence, and is now in the final draft file. Awesomeness! Tonight I'm printing up chapter five, and thus the process begins again.
Now that Mini's home, I can allow myself to officially feel tired. :P Hubster won't be home for another hour, so I think I'm going to pile up on the couch and take a nap. I hope you all had a snazzy Wednesday!