Fiona cried in the morning when Craig and I dropped her off, but the ladies who run her room claim she did fine for most of the remainder of the day. They have a classroom hamster named Lucky, and apparently he was used as a distraction whenever Fiona started to get upset.
Why kids need to stand at the window and cry, I don't know, but it is heartbreaking! Fiona was SO happy when I showed up to fetch her in the late afternoon. We held hands and walked out to the car, chatting about her day. Hopefully tomorrow will be a bit easier for her. The center is closed on Thursday and Friday (and Monday for Labor Day), so just as she is getting used to being there, she'll be gone for five days and will forget who these people are.
And next week it begins anew, poor monkey. She will love it there soon enough, but for now, she can't be having a good time. Luckily, it isn't affecting her evening mood at all.