August 18, 2010
This is my Maggie.
After ten months as my work sidekick extraordinaire, Maggie started part-time daycare this week. It wasn't a decision that was forced by anyone else, I just felt like it was time. Recently, Maggie's grown to absolutely hate my office (huh, wonder where she picked up on that vibe), and I can't remember the last time I actually carried a professional task to completion--so we both shipped out to greener pastures. And her pasture is overflowing with Little Tykes toys.
According to our Most Saintly Daycare Provider of Angle Voices and Heavenly Hosts, Maggie had a good time on her first day. She was super smiley, and just sort of observed the other kids while she sat in the middle of the floor and banged on the top of a plastic barnyard.
James let me know that Maggie likes toys and friends much, much more than she likes file cabinets and my fax machine.
And me? Well, I'm just proud that I finally got her out of pajamas. Milestones all around.