It amazes me that once the first day of daycare was behind us, I so eagerly anticipate the next. At two days a week, fast approaching three, he has his own entire social life. I'm amazed at how he just waltzes right in with a backward wave, then happily greets us when we come to retrieve him. His cheerful, playful mood continues the rest of the evening at home. There was talk of one of the two girls his age bullying him a tad, but he sure jumped back with his own gusto. I'm confident they'll be good friends and that he'll be sweet to the shier one. It really is interesting to watch them figure out how to play together all on their own level.
I feel some guilt at pushing him toward solo pursuits so early. While I can certainly appreciate that my employed counterparts would have been doing the same, I still feel like we've hardly had any time with him, ourselves. And then of course the selfish side of me is doing a little jig at some stolen 'me' time here & there.
Business is really picking up. It is relieving and exhausting at the same time. I have to teach my body to work again! I'm really enjoying the diversity and challenges of my days. We put up a new highway sign near our closest town today. I'm pretty excited about how well it turned out and am looking forward to filling the remaining holes in my clientele roster.
Patrick's season is starting to heat up, even with road restrictions applied early. The hope is that they will be lifted early, as well! He's been working hard to network with his industry peers and it's paying off.
