Usually I deal with change fairly well. Really, I do. But we've recently had to deal with a major change that I am definitely heartbroken over. I haven't written much about this because, quite frankly, I was in denial about it and pretending it wasn't happening. Guess what? That doesn't work.
We've had to switch Dax to a new daycare because Tracy and Dave are moving. (If you live in the Granite Bay/Roseville/Folsom area and you are looking for The Greatest Daycare Of All Time just let me know because that's where they will be.) His last day was on Friday.
Today was supposed to be Dax's first day at his new school but he's come down with a cold. I think he's pulling a sick-out. He's on strike. He's voicing his disappointment with this development. Or not. But, you know, I would if it was me.
We will obviously stay in touch because Tracy and Dave are incredible people in general and we've grown quite fond of them. We'll also stay in touch with Rachel and Eileen, Tracy's assistants, with whom Dax totally fell in love.
The new place will be fine. It will be great. But it just won't be the same.
Dax and Tracy

Dax and Eileen

Dax and Rachel

And just in case any of you were wondering? Yes, I did make it out of there on Friday, his last day, without crying. Yep. I waited until I got out to the car before I cried. Go me!
Posted by michelle at February 12, 2007 06:51 PM