Ace is still having a hard time with the fact that he had a house full of some of his favorite people and then they had to go back to their homes far, far away. Last night as I tucked him in he was collecting pictures around the house of his VIPs and taking them to bed with him, and this morning he was dragging his feet getting ready for school and making us all late. He LOVES his morning preschool and is usually eager to get out the door but this morning he kept asking if he could stay home, or if I could stay at school with him, or if Julia and Lucy could stay with him. He is so much like me, when he is sad he just wants to be home and cozy with people he loves. He was doing okay, but I saw in the car that as we got closer to the school he was getting more agitated. He took his shoes and coat off so it would take longer to get out of the van and when we got there he started asking again to stay home. I sat in the backseat with him for a while and we talked about how much he loves school and how much fun he would have and he decided he did want to go but he wanted Julia to stay. In the classroom he was having fun with our morning routine of washing hands and doing question of the day but then when I said goodbye he started getting teary and wouldn't let go. Mrs. Ellie took him and as I rushed out the door he was sobbing into her shoulder but not asking for me to stay anymore. I'm having a hard time getting motivated to get my errands done this morning because part of me just wants to go back and get Ace early or at least go look in the window to see how he's doing. I really think he is fine by now and playing and having fun but the image of him crying and asking to just go home makes ME want to cry.
Oh, and in other news, I heard rustling in Ace's room this morning while I fixing breakfast and I went in to see Julia and Ace huddled over their advent calenders, faces full of chocolate. Oh well, tis the season for overindulgence I supposed.