It's an emotional few weeks around here. Daycare gets to welcome back all of their older, school age friends for the summer. Those same kids who I potty trained, watched their first steps happen in our living room, listened to their laughter and gave them smooches through their tears. It's bittersweet to see them each summer. In the same breath, daycare says to goodbye to kids who will be home this summer and head to school in the fall. The goodbyes are just as bittersweet as the hellos.
So if you see random tears in my eyes as I tell you about your child's day or I choose two bottles of wine instead of one this weekend or I need more than one (or two or three) cups of coffee, just assume I'm working through all the feels that come with the job. Every bit of it is rewarding, every bit of it is hard.