Fingers Crossed.

I dropped Parker off this morning and crossed my fingers for a good day. It's been so hard to walk away from him while he's screaming. The poor guy just isn't handling the school drop off well. He's better throughout the day, but not as happy as I would like for him to be. I think I'm going to take away his night night and paci at school and let him take a little stuffed animal instead. If he needs to carry that around, so be it -- at least he'll still be able to communicate. I spent the rest of the day packing so that we could leave as soon as Daniel got home from work. We're celebrating Daniel's 29th birthday and Amy's wedding day this weekend. Can't wait!