Luke hates after school care. The reason: He has to sit on the floor and wait for the Y-Care teacher to come get him while every other kid says, "I see my mommy!", gives the teacher a high five and walks out the door.
It breaks my heart.
I know a second grader who loves after school care, and a first grader who begs his mom to sign him up. I know a family that says their kids love every minute and are sad to be picked up. I am sure this is a phase and that I am more upset than he is, but it's rough.
I am trying to remember how long it took from Luke to go from missing his mommy at pre-school to wishing I wouldn't come to get him so early. I'm not going to try too hard to remember though because I am afraid it might have been a couple months.