I've been making calls to child development centres, searching for the most suitable one. As a centre's director gave me a run down of the class' activities, I felt a pang of protectiveness that goes something like this:
- The class starts off with breakfast (Kai's going to refuse to eat cos I'm not there.)
- Then at XXam they take a shower (He's going to slip and fall! He's going to panic cos I'm not there to shower him! Why can't they let him go home and shower.)
- They have lunch... (Lunch, lunch! They're feeding him two meals?)
Writing them down makes me sound so irrational. I suppose my baby has to grow up someday.