Winton [in car, crying as we pull into the preschool parking lot]: "I don't want to go! I want to go to Clar's class. I want to go to Miss Susan [Clara's teacher]."
Winton: "I scared."
Me, in my head: Well, duh! This is in fact the first major new experience he's ever done on his own. Before he has always joined Clara and had her there for support. No wonder he's freaking out now: he's not in Clara's class, so though he is "at her school," he has to get to know his new teachers all by himself. I never realized it before (because his confidence has always been buoyed by Clara's precedent), but Winton is shy. Who knew?