Fynlie got to miss a couple of days of school because of First Monday and then school was out on Monday so she headed back today. She came up with the bright idea today that I should just be her teacher. Drop off was rough and she is still throwing up when enter the building. She has so many ladies there that try to pep her up but it's still rough.
Look at that forced smile...she's trying!
On the way home, she told me a couple of stories...
She told me "There's another little girl there that doesn't even miss her mom and I told her that I really do."
When I was asking her about her station at school, she said "I wasn't playing with my friend at our station and I said do you want me to play with you and the little girl said no, you can just talk to your mom on the camera."
She literally looks at the cameras and "talks to me" as often as she can. At first, I thought that it was a good coping mechanism, now I'm just concerned.