So Oscar started preschool recently. The first week was only a couple of days, but the next week he was in attendance Monday through Friday. He wasn't loving it. Every day he got more and more uncooperative when it was time to get ready, and more and more clingy at drop off. Finally, on Friday, he told me, unequivocally, that he wasn't going. I informed him that there was no option -- on the days Daddy goes to his job to do Daddy's work, Oscar goes to his school to do Oscar's work.
When we drove up to the school there were very few cars, to my surprise. (I later found out that Oscar's class is the only one that meets on Friday -- the others end on Thursday.) I exclaimed, "Where is everybody?! There are hardly any cars here." Oscar answered, "I guess some people thought there was an option."
