Today was Jo's first day of daycare. The plan is for him to attend the staff daycare at my school (named The Village, as in, "it takes a") on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays from 8:30 to 3pm (my work hours).
I drove in today, only the second time I've ever done it. (An aside: I really love driving to work, which I didn't expect. I thought that traffic, tunnels, and parking would all be a hassle. They are not; the commute is shorter; and the sense of freedom in my car with my moonroof and my radio....well. Unfortunately it's too expensive to be a regular thing.) I had company because a colleague, who lives around the corner from me, needed help shlepping some sound equipment to work. We sang Pete Seeger and Ella Jenkins to Jo over the bridge and through the tunnel. I ran into another colleague as I was parking, who helped me ascertain that my parking place was legal (the parking rules are confusing in the town where I work) and then helped carry Jo's stuff to the building. I was a little tearful after I dropped him off -- it was hard to leave him -- but fortunately teaching is an absorbing profession so I didn't dwell on him once I got to my classroom.
We're only putting him in for half days (3.5 hours instead of a full day of 6.5 hours) for the first two days (today and Thursday). Co came to pick him up at noon, and he was in a good mood, so she brought him over to my building to visit. (Our school is in two buildings, across a small playground from each other.) So I got to show him off to my colleagues and students, which was, of course, awesome.
He got a good report from his caregivers at The Village. He only napped for ten minutes for them, but he does that to us some days too. He also willingly took a bottle.
In addition to Jo, the other residents of The Village right now are two-year-old twin boys. (The cap is five kids, with the two caregivers.) I don't think they appreciate the disruption of their routine, to be honest (they've been alone in there for over a year) but we'll all get used to it.
We lost two socks (one each from two different pairs) but that is the worst thing that happened. And now we will put him in shoes for daycare.
So, the first day is over. The mommies are breathing a big sigh of relief.