She’s been going to Grandma Nanny since she was three months old and loves her Grandma Nanny , so I was nervous about how she’d react to being placed in a new environment with new faces, expectations and routines, but she did great…much better than I expected. No tears, no clinginess, no separation anxiety. If anything, it was the opposite. I actually had to corner her to kiss me goodbye while she looked at me like, you still here?
When I came to pick her up that afternoon it was pretty much the same. She smiled my way but didn’t leap into my arms and kiss me like she usually does.
My ego felt a little bruised but the teacher reminded me June’s nonchalance could also be a sign of confidence; my daughter feels comfortable and secure enough in her environment to treat her mom like chopped liver. I am so pleased.
In fact, the teacher said that earlier that day June leapt into the arm’s of a male stranger, one of the teacher’s husbands who had stopped by.
June has a habit of doing this: Holding out her arms to be scooped up by strange men. She does it all the time. The stranger the man, the more she wants to be held by them. It’s very cute and endearing — a crafty ploys since who can refuse a huggy toddler? — but it’s a bit disconcerting too — why strangers? Why men?
If she’s still doing this when she’s 15, we may have a problem.
Here’s to another successful day at pre-school.