rough morning

Today was Morgan's first day at daycare. I thought I would be able to handle it a little better than I did with Addison. Boy was I wrong. Just like two years ago I cried when I backed out of the driveway. And I bawled when I left the room this morning. But my sweet Addison knows how to make it better.

While driving and crying and talking this morning Addison asked me,
"Mommy, why are you talking like that?"

And then when I asked her if she would go by and check on her sister she said,
"I'll go give her hugs and I'll kiss her, but I have to eat my breakfast first."

I went by on lunch and was able to get a smile out of her before I rocked her to sleep. I know she's in good hands. Now if I can just make it through the week.