Today, on the first day of first grade, the new after school provider called to say she couldn't find Batman. Great. Nothing like a phone call about one's missing kid when one is 15 miles (or one hour - traffic, natch) away. It felt like a Sally Field movie.
I described what Batman was wearing and prayed it was a case of them not recognizing each other. A phone call a few minutes later let me know he had been located.
Phew. I'll go have my heart attack now.