I didn’t cry. The night before is a totally different story. When we got home, Seth was so sad (he didn’t cry either, I was so proud!)–well, we both were, so he and I played the Wii all morning.
I showed up 25 minutes early to pick her up. She doesn’t ride the bus because we aren’t in the district, so I carpool with a friend. There is not a “protocol” for where the school choice kids go to get picked up, so I wanted to be waiting outside the door when they were let out of class. Joseph and Seth were bored out of their minds by the time she got out, but it all worked out fine. Oh, and they had found the missing kid (in case you were worried).