Seperation Anxiety

The blessed day has finally come. Porter is now old enough for nursery.

On Sunday morning, while I was rushing to get the fam ready for 9 am church, I was imagining how nice Relief Society would be without having to try to contain my lil' monster. I could picture just how relaxing it was going to be.

Then we go to church and OP and I put him in the nursery room. He got a little anxious when he saw us walk out, so I stayed in there for five minutes and showed him all of the cool toys.

Then I snuck out.

And he didn't miss me.

I stayed and watched through the little window for ten whole minutes, but he just kept on playing as though this wasn't the heart-wrenching-first-moment-of-seperation that it was.

I continued to check on him throughtout Relief Society and Sunday School, but he didn't once cry.

And you know what? I was a little bored during those "peaceful" moments.

But don't you tell anyone that I said that!