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I have to drop Quin off at school in a few minutes. It's his first real day. I am hyperventilating and sweating at the same time. Even he got a little freaked out when I told him I would have to leave him there. Jesus, this is hard.
He's got lunch money...they serve lunch and that seems a little weird, but whatever. He'll see if he likes their lunch and if not, he says he wants me to pack him a bunch of snacks..."like a soldier."
I begged George to take the time off to stay with me. He's coming home to take Quin to school and to pick him up so we can do his first day together, but he's not staying home with me! God help me.