Congratulations to Shef, who has made it through his first day of day care. He began the day with breakfast in a big-kid chair, and the only snafu was grabbing and eating off of the plate that belonged to Nate, his unlucky table neighbor.

Kind teacher Tina fixed this problem by offering Chow Hound another muffin.

When I picked him up, Diana told me that he’d cried off and on, and that he’d gotten so tired that he couldn’t stay up any longer. She handed off deep-sleeping Shef, who woke screaming and yelling, “NOAH!” (the name of one of his classmates) when I put him in his car seat.

We’ll try the whole thing again tomorrow.