Jake and Miles are growing up...

I took them to the nursery at my church for the first time today. I had built it up in my mind because of our experience at my athletic club and was prepared for a major scene. I've been dreading it and have put it off for quite some time now. We got there and there were tears before we were in the door...MINE! What was wrong with me??? I don't have any logical explanation, I was not so heartbroken to part with them for an hour. I think I was sad in anticipation of their sadness. Except that they didn't have any. Not even one tear. I felt so silly. When I walked in I explained that it was our first time there and then that they had not really been left anywhere before this. I was met with a couple of stares of amazement, so I said "I know, I'm crazy." And a little boy about 3 years old look at me, waved, and said "Hi, crazy. I'm Rowan." It was so funny.

But the boys were fine. No tears at all. They just looked at me, waved, and said bye-bye. I talked about it a bunch with them over breakfast, so maybe that helped. But I also think they are just getting a little bit more independent. The only time they cried was when we had to leave. The women working there said that they explored the room the whole time and were super into all of the other little kids.

I started a Sunday School class today for parents of preschoolers and am really looking forward to the rest of the 6 week session. The class is taught by a counselor and he seems very knowledgeable. Today we focused on the power of positive affirmation. He stressed importance of affirming the wonderful things they are doing in order to give them confidence and build up their self esteem. I feel like I try to praise the positive stuff, but I'm going to try to focus on it more this week and see what happens!