Write two haiku about: work and play.
Max started playschool this morning (it's basically preschool under a different name). He's going to be there two mornings (Tuesday and Thursday) a week for the next three months, assuming all goes as planned.
From the sounds of it he did great. Kat had to stay for about an hour before she could escape but hopefully that will disappear as he gets more and more comfortable there. One of his former daycare teachers is one of the two teachers, so that should help.
Fingers crossed that he's come far enough since his stint with daycare that he'll continue to enjoy his time away from us, which would allow Kat to get some extra work done. Not to mention maybe make him some new friends.
Back to the bakery tomorrow. Hoping for a return to more normal busyness.
All work and no play
ages both body and soul
with withering speed
* * *
With gritted teeth and
sweat on his brow, he takes his