Things are going slightly better in the Toddler Room. Drop-offs are still a complete nightmare. There is something about waving bye-bye to your baby as a stranger holds her while she screams and calls "Ma! Ma!" that makes your soul shrivel inside your chest. The bitch lady told me that she "permits" Norah to have her nuk in the morning because she is "sad." (Damn right you do, chicky.)
But reports indicate that she does pretty well after a little while, and actually allows herself to have fun after lunch and naptime. Also, there are a couple gals there she loves who used to be in the Infant Room, thankfully. So, maybe there's a light at the end of the proverbial tunnel. Although it's still a little too dim. We'll just keep trying.
Also, it's Wednesday, so maybe I'll get me a Powerball ticket.
It's well over a hundred million dollars let's win and go on an awesome vacation! I ber Noran would LOVE the San Diago Zoo!
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