Yes, you read that right. My sweet baby, two months shy of turning TWO, started pre-school. It was the most pitiful thing, probably ever, especially since we've never been apart. We're three weeks in and she's crying when I drop her off and she's crying when I pick her up. It's awful, she went on hunger strike the first week and a half and wouldn't eat anything all day, but she's at least eating lunch now. So thankful it's getting better! Here's a few pictures from her experience thus far:

Mimi and Papa got her a Minnie backpack to tote to school everyday, she feels like big stuff, until she gets there, then she's a baby again, crying to go home.