So Paela is officially adjusted to nursery. On Saturday, when asked to get her shoes, she promptly ran to the closet and picked up her sandals. Then thoughtfully put her sandals back on the shelf. Instead, she grabbed her black dressy shoes. She brought them to me exclaiming "Church! Nursery! Time for nursery!" and wanted me to put her dressy shoes on.
We spent the entire drive to the grocery store discussing how today is not nursery day, that tomorrow is, that it's a good idea to go to nursery tomorrow, that we're going to the grocery store today because today is Saturday and tomorrow is Sunday, and that we'll go to Church on Sunday. Eventually she declared "Nursery! No, not nursery day." We think she got the message.
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