A Piece of Cake

Yesterday, I took Gavin to daycare at the YMCA for the first time. Viv has been a little under the weather, so Wes kept her at home. Gavin was happy and calm when we got there. He just kept looking around at all of the new faces and new toys. He may have been a bit overwhelmed, but he seemed to be okay. When I picked him up seven hours later, he was awake and happy. When he saw me, he smiled. My heart melted.

When we got home I asked Wes how his day was with just one. "This is a piece of cake!" he said. Hilarious.