I would write more, and put up photographs, but I am also terribly sick with an awful cold.
Yet I cannot go to sleep before retelling this conversation after we got into the car this morning:
Me: Remember, when we had the tour of the room two days ago we were told that today Daddy could not stay long. But in a few days I can stay with you more and see what you do.
Smiley: Okay.
Me: But when I do stay, I might not be able to play with you. I will have to do what your teacher says. Maybe she will ask me to help other kids. In preschool the teacher is the boss.
Smiley: Yes. In classes the teacher is the boss, not the daddies. That's how it is in real life.
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