So Jake didn't cry at all when I dropped him off yesterday. As soon as we got into his classroom, he ran over to the playdough table and proceeded to make "pizza". I told him I loved him and said goodbye. He responded with the same, "I wuv u", and then proceeded to ignore my presence as best as he could. I could swear I saw him rolling his eyes at me. Part of me finds this so reassuring that he is happy at his new preschool, but another part of me is like HEEY! Next thing you know he'll be requesting that I drop him off where no one can see us because I cramp his style.