Joseph did start preschool today. All day, no less. Nothing like having a mother throw you into the deep end for your first swimming lesson. I haven’t blogged about it yet because…I wanted to wait until the day was done. Which it will be in about 45 minutes, so I can go to the school and sense my guilt either be assuaged or deepened. The last glimpse I had of him, he was holding the waistband on his shorts with a tight fist, because, I suppose, I had picked out the wrong pair, the pair that’s just a tad loose and that leaves him in the constant worry that they’re going to fall off. Oh dear. Well, at least I remembered to put him a striped shirt, so at least that particular anxiety will have no place.