He's #8. Cubby hole #8 that is.
I finally did it. I put my son in nursery this morning.
I thought about it all week long and this morning I took the plunge. We're both better off because of it. I got to hear a sermon, which hasn't happened in a long time, and he got to play with other kids. Not really sure why that's a GOOD thing, as he'll probably walk away learning all those kids' bad habits, instead of learning what I want him to learn, but 2 hours probably isn't going to hurt him.
I have to admit, though, that halfway through I did seriously consider fleeing the service to douse hand sanitizer on him, but (thankfully!) I refrained.
It was a positive enough experience that (unless he comes down with some plague by Wednesday) he'll probably join the ranks of toddlers in nursery again next week.