Why?
[info]candesintx
My son, Tucker, was so excited to be going to the BIG class, Preschool.  Hugs and kisses and a wave good-bye and I was on my merry way to work.  I gather the novelty has worn off and we're back to hiding behind Mommy's legs, clinging, whinning and crying and me peeling him off of me just so I can leave.

It's wonderful that he loves me like that and wants to be with me rather than his friends but I feel horrible when I have to leave him like that.  I wish I didn't have to push him into his class.

It's a total flashback for me. 

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