Today there was a new girl in Lyla's daycare, a nine-month-old. When I came to pick up Lyla, this child was sobbing while the two teachers took turns trying to console her. The first day can be rough on a kid.
I don't think Lyla was like that, but she's always had a social temperament. Plus, she was seven-and-a-half months old when she started there part time. Maybe for some kids there's a daycare window, where they're still clueless enough to not analyze the fact that Mom and Dad are gone. I have a feeling that if today was Lyla's very first day, she would be a basket case too.
I wonder how candid the teachers are with a parent on the first day. "She was a little upset here and there," I can imagine them saying to this new girl's parents. No need for them to freak out, I suppose. I'll tell Lyla to take the kid under her wing, introduce her to the good toys, share the Cheerios, and so forth.
Anja will be starting a new daycare in 2 weeks, so I'm curious to see how she does with the transition. Hopefully someone like Lyla will be there to share the Cheerios.
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