Well, ah, mostly. Day 2 he had some "angry moments," according to his folder, but he recovered quickly. This morning they finally got our bus paperwork sorted out... and he was a lot more terrified of the bus than I thought he was going to be at this point. It's big and noisy and all that. The lady was nice though and re-seated another little girl so that he could be put in the carseat right next to the front window, so he could see me waving. But yeah, he was pounding on the glass screaming, "Mommy!" the whole time. It was sad. I think he'll be okay with getting dropped off this afternoon, but mornings may continue to go poorly for another few days.
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