1st Day Of Nursery

Today William is exactly 18 months old.

(This picture looks a little too much like a mug shot - 

 with the stripes and wall behind him- oops)

It is a little hard to believe that time could go by so quickly.

It marks a monumental and long awaited for day. Anyone who is a

 member of our church understands this well.

18 months is when you can toss your little one in nursery

and just leave them there for 2 hours.

They get to play with toys, eat snacks, and have books read to them.

You get to go blissfully off to your class without

 someone hanging off of your arm.

That's the idea anyways.  That's the way it happened with Isabelle.

I knew that William would be a little different.

He is my shy little guy.  He's not much of a momma's boy at home,

but when we get around strangers he turns into Super Glue Boy

(the newest superhero, watch for him at a theater near you).

I took him into class and he immediately stuck on my leg. 

 I sat down with him and started to play with a toy. 

He was doing pretty good. Right up until I decided to leave him there.

He completely lost it.  I could hear him screaming all of the way down the hall in the library.

I went back into nursery and he sat on my lap for the next hour. 

If I even thought about leaving he would cry. 
If anyone looked at him, he would cry. 

If a kid walked by him, he would cry.

I had to teach class the 3rd hour so Soung Sik came and rescued him.

We will continue to try and hopefully he will warm up to the idea.

If there were a bunch of dads in there he would be fine.

He'll go up to strange men with no problems.

It's the strange women he has a problem with.

Not that the women in nursery are strange,

they are all incredibly nice women.

He really doesn't know what he's missing.

Youth really is wasted on the young!

Congratulations on making it to a another

big milestone in your life William.

I know you won't be in nursery very long,

so I hope you will learn to love it while you have the chance!