...on the daycare drop-off crying jags. (Hold on while I furiously knock on wooden desk. Hell, it's laminate! Does that count?) She doesn't really cry when I drop her off in the morning, and so I don't leave feeling like her jailor.
And yes, I said when "I" drop her off, because the task is now mine. More on this later.
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
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Give me your secret! I am having this same issue with my two year old.
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