Dana returned to work today. It's her first day back since they yanked Sawyer from her on April 29th. He turned 15-weeks old today...this seems a bit early to pass him over to someone else for an 8-hour stretch, but luckily he is being watched closely by Grandma, Grandpa, Lincoln and Milo. I know they are all going to have a wonderful time together, especially when nap time occurs and David is able to chug two macchiatos down before Sawyer wakes up 22 minutes later...and when David and Susan nap, then Sawyer will chug two macchiatos...
"Here I come Grandma and Grandpa!"--Sawyer
Since Dana has to work again next week...the week after that...the week after that...and, well, for the rest of the school year, Sawyer will be starting daycare on Monday. Apparently Grandma and Grandpa don't want to babysit five days each week. Something about work, Pilates, yoga, and wanting a life. Hmmmm...do they realize they will only be on this earth for so long to enjoy his beautiful soul? Ah well.
Anyways, the list of supplies we got from daycare that Sawyer needs to take is ridiculously long. You would think that your child would need to take diapers, bottles, a few change of clothes, etc., but nope...there is a shit ton more that is needed. It looks like he will be moving into daycare, and I need to schedule movers and a truck. We had a meeting with the director on Wednesday, and I just couldn't help myself...as usual. I commented on the length of the list of supplies, that I'm surprised we need to practically pack up his room daily, and I questioned her if we also need to supply the teacher, but that was a supply they forgot on the list? She...sorta laughed, and proceeded to tell us that some of the supplies will be dropped off once a week, and when they need to be changed out, they'll send them home. I feel that this relationship with the daycare will only be great for two reasons:
(1) They take SUPERB care of our son, and that he's happy, and
(2) Everyone of those teachers and the director get my sense of humor and laugh at my jokes.