Windmills

Saying goodbye to daycare. My Goodness. I've been dreading this for weeks. I have to take it slow because it really truly feels like a rock in my stomach every time I think about saying goodbye to these girls. I actually now will be happy when they've had their last day because then that will be it and I won't feel as badly as I've been feeling since I've told them we're leaving (and they had to cry and me a little bit as well) This will be definite. I can't take the girls. As much as I would have loved to.

I'm taking this step by step. Telling myself this is the best way, but actually it's necessary for my own process of letting go. So when actually Thursday will be the kids last day I decide to hand out their goodbye gifts (wind mills with hand written goodbye and thank you notes attached, 44 of them, hand written! part of the process for sure) on Tuesday. I figure this will give the kids and mainly their parents the chance to say goodbye. It's also Disney day today (on the most lovely daycare in Amsterdam with the uttermost lovely girls, whom I would definitely  and truly recommend to everyone looking for a reliable daycare in Amsterdam) so while I was writing and writing and writing my better half was putting together Minnie Mouse ears for the little one, using a cutout from one of the moving boxes and one of my diadems. Worked out perfectly. As did my windmills.

Step one in letting go.