Good-bye, JCC
Today was Zoe’s last day of camp and, hence, the JCC. Drop-off and pick-up weren’t quite as difficult as I had imagined, but I’ve still had a lump in my throat most of the day. (And I did get teary when Zoe bear-hugged her beloved teacher, Erica, just before we left.) If you’re wondering why I’m so emotional over a preschool, it’s because Zoe has spent more than half her life there, and we’ve made lifelong friends and memories along the way. We basically handed the school our baby:
…and got this in return:
Just. Wow.
-M