March Break

Our beloved daycare is closed this week... so Shae is repeating the week she spent at Gramma's house again.  This time, she assured me she did NOT want to go to Gramma's house without me.... because she LOVES me.  My mom guilt almost crippled me - visualise how the Wicked Witch of the East's legs curl and shrivel after Dorothy removes her ruby slippers... those were my legs as I walked away from my perfectly content 3 year old on Sunday.  I barely made it to the car.  But a single momma's gotta do what she's gotta do... and sometimes, we need back up plans.

Despite her protestations leading up to her week, by all accounts she is well.  In addition to spending quality time with Uncle Shane, Gramma, Gigi and three whole days with her Poppah, her favorite people in the whole world, she's being showered with Barbie movies and Smarties.  In fact, when I call and talk to her, she asks to hang up after about 3 minutes.  I'm not sure what I'll end up having to buy her love back with...

I'm very proud of her.  And only a little weepy.