Clearly it was so stressful it warranted a slurp of daddy's beer!
No beer was actually consumed, what Kyle likes to do is chew the top of the bottle and put delightful globs of saliva and floaters of indeterminate origin into daddy's beer. Kyle was fine at nursery, not bothered in the slightest, in fact I don't think he even noticed I was gone. I was a mess. We have a longer settling-in session tomorrow before he starts full time on Monday. Let's hope it goes ok.
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