This afternoon another small child cried when he was left in the baby room with me. The other teacher went on break and he was not happy. Ha ha! A piece of graham cracker, his blanket, and a small snuggle fixed it, but he cried at me all over again a few hours later.
Tonight I got to stay home and play with Number Nine while his mommy and daddy spent some time out. We looked at cars, played Duplos, swept the floor and vacuumed, and read some books. He has a book on time with lots of flaps to peek under, and he's pretty excited about his book of clocks. I told him it was a fantastic book. "Where'd you get this book?" I asked, not expecting an answer, but he said, "Target." We had a wonderful time looking at the pictures and I am amazed at how much he knows. He cried his head off when I put him in his crib, but once I let him get out to find his Hot-Wheels Mustang, he was fine. No noise after that.
LOL- about the Target response. Is there anything more wonderful than sharing books and life and love with those grandkids?! I am glad you are so hands-on. So am I. xo Diana
ReplyDeleteDiana, there were several years when I didn't have anything left in me to give. I know those times were hurtful to some of my other kids, I wish it had been different than, but I am blessed to once again feel whole enough to give and love.
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