This couldn't have been a better time for Foster to start full time day care too. With me being sick and very tired Foster could go play and make messes to his heart's content while I lay on the couch with my lemon tea. I was going to feel guilty if he cried and clung to me when I drop him off. No need. As soon as he wakes up he's ready to go. And when I drop him off he gives me a big hug and kiss and says "bye bye" running off to play with his new friends. He loves it! The only problem we are having is his lack of sleep during their nap time. He's not use to napping on a mat surrounded by all kinds of fun things to do. Which makes for a very cranky toddler in the evening. I'm sure he'll fall into the routine after a couple of weeks though.
This is also a good time for Foster to start day care since him and Bailey completely torture each other every minute they are together. For the two hours in the morning we are getting ready and having breakfast they scream and hit and fight with each other. I think it's more torture for me. This morning Foster let all his aggression out on the dog. He's been spending a lot time in the time-out chair for hitting lately. He also misses his daddy who has been gone all week. He asks for him every morning and every evening at dinner. "Daddy?" I think we are hitting the "terrible two's" phase. I hope this is the worst of it anyway. He's so funny and spirited though, it's hard to stay mad. He's my little firecracker. I also have more Bailey time in the morning to give her the one on one attention she has needed. Yesterday we went to Starbucks and had doughnuts and drinks. I just let her talk for half an hour while I actively listened with no distractions. It was so pleasant and a memory I'll cherish. I hope she remembers that moment. I'm looking forward to more moments like that.