Turns Out, You CAN Get Good Help These Days
When April, our babysitter, arrived today, I greeted her at the door with Allison Clare on my hip, and that little heartbreaker of mine smiled and reached out for the babysitter. Whom I think I'll now have to fire. ;)
Or, I'll just stand over the crib at 3:00 a.m., and look down at my hungry babe and say, "Where is April now that you need her, huh? Bet she's sleeping in her nice, warm bed!"
1 Comments:
Ouch! I have to say...I love Lydia's stranger anxiety. I would be so sad if she wanted to be held by other people all the time.
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