There comes a time in every mom's life when you get to send your kid to nursery and have grown up church again. For us, that time came today. B is now officially 18 months old. I was POSITIVE he'd be fine in there. I've always been able to drop him off at babysitters/friends houses no problem. "Mama? Mama WHO? Give me those toys!!" Well, check out the liar I turned out to be. I, on the other hand, totes behaved myself at church. I even got released from my calling as a nursery leader. Grown up church big time. That last pic is me telling B how wonderful and fab nursery is. I'm pretty darn convincing.