The kids were getting ready do go outside when we arrived, so I put SB in playground gear and out we went. There was so much to look at that I think she barely registered how I handed her to yesterday’s teacher and kissed her goodbye. Then another teacher led me to their staff room and even brought me some coffee and a pastry. I proceeded to write the first (!) entries into SB’s baby book. Meanwhile, poor SB realized that mommy wasn’t there and was decidedly unhappy with this. Only strangers speaking a strange language. (I really can’t tell how much the latter affects her. She has heard it for months on the playground now, so it can’t be totally unfamiliar.) They held and carried her, but after about 10 more minutes decided that it was time for me to come back. Even in my arms SB complained for another while, though with interruptions. I hope she doesn’t start crying the moment we get there tomorrow.