When I was pregnant and told people that I would be quitting my job to be a stay at home Mom several people told me I should start a home daycare. I'm sure that I casually brushed it off as a "I'll file that away for future reference if I ever get desperate" idea but didn't think much about it. Until today, that is.
A girl that I used to work with asked me if I would be her back-up babysitter for her sweet 18 mo. old. I said sure and she asked if I could watch her this morning. I'm not gonna lie, it was hard. The morning in pictures...
She cried like this almost every time Gracie touched her. I think she was just getting really tired and unsure about being in a new place. Gracie just looked at her like, "Why are you crying?" Note that my house already looks like a daycare center!
Gracie says, "Why are you holding her and not me Mommy?" Notice the fading bruise on her forehead where she went head first into the leg of the end table this week. Good thing I used to work at DHS :)
"I want my Mommy!"
Ok, just so you think I didn't torture these poor children by whipping out the camera in their moment of despair I already had the camera handy because I had just gotten them both happy by taking their picture and showing it to them. Well, that was short-lived.
Seriously, I don't know how people do it. Gracie may be an only child if this is how it goes with your own kids too. Just kidding...I think.
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