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Gretchen Lancour is a writer, radio host, and toddler wrangler. She enjoys kids, animals, books, music, and hugs. She does not care for spiders, papercuts, onions, or math. Gretchen lives in San Francisco's North Beach District with her husband and son....
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Daycare Day One

Gretchen Lancour

Thursday, July, 10, 2008
8:30AM - Paul and I dropped Isaac at daycare for the first time. He immediately fell under the spell of Giant Room Of Exciting Toys, and gave a little wave so quickly it felt more like we were being shooed out the door.

9:00AM - I take car to be smog-checked at the service station I've gone to for the last 10 years. It no longer offers smog check. What to do? Pedicure, maybe, after groceries.

9:30AM - Grocery shopping unaccompanied by minors. No one complaining about being strapped into an uncomfortable grocery buggy seat. No one pointing at Cheerios and hollering "Ohhhhs!" No one throwing a box of tampons from my cart into the nice gentleman's cart next to us in the aisle. No one asking for a balloon 132 times.

10:30AM - Home to unload the groceries and find a new smog-check center. Ask 87 year-old neighbor for service station recommendation. Listen to twenty minutes on how much better things used to be back in the old days. Accept butterscotch candies and apology from neighbor who wishes he knew an honest mechanic.

11AM - Bored. Check email. Fellow from high school has accepted my friend request on Facebook. Discover I am his only friend. Agent cannot open file I sent of latest manuscript. Oops. Must resend. I wonder what Isaac is doing?

11:30AM - I miss Isaac. Maybe I'll walk by the playground and see if I can catch a glimpse of him.

12PM - Make myself go for a pedicure. Quick check of the email first. Ooo, I am kicking ass at Scrabulous!

12:30PM - Strange compulsion to make peanut butter jelly sandwich. Hey, was I supposed to pack him a lunch? I hope they feed him something. It sure is quiet.

1PM - This house is haunted.

1:30PM - Time to go pick him up. I hope he remembers us.

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hnagel
hnagel
It gets better
Posted Thu, 07/10/2008 - 09:14
It was really hard when I had to first put my little guy in daycare. Since then, he's picked up soooo much - including some potty training skills I never would have come up with. He's like a little sponge surrounded by other little sponges , sponging off each other. LOL. Secretly, I do kind of like it when he clings to my leg periodically during drop off. Let's me know that I can still the center of his universe for a couple of seconds.
psansour
psansour
I loved this. I don't
Posted Thu, 07/10/2008 - 17:57
I loved this. I don't remember the last time I shopped alone. As a matter of fact, on our most recent trip to the store, Dora told everyone within earshot that she could see my butt with her see through eyes as well as informing all of NC that she had to SHOO SHOO! NICE. I hate those damn balloons.
Gretchen Lancour
Gretchen Lancour
So far
Posted Tue, 07/15/2008 - 20:56
He loves daycare. The downside is that he has already caught an illness and it's only week two. Maybe that's on the plus side though. It might be good to get it out of the way early. Everyone tells me the kids start getting sick when they go off to daycare. Thanks for the comments folks. http://cribnotes.pnn.com http://www.radioalice.com/