Cynthia used to be reduced to tears when I had to go downstairs, or go and get the mail. Now she thinks it's hilarious and waves her head off. Same with drop off at day care, all great now as long as I grab her a dolly when we get into the room & give it to her to cuddle while I hand her over to one of the carers. Who knows what it will be like on that first day of school? I guess it won't be so bad as her big brother will already be there. Actually, it might reduce her to tears even further when reality hits and she realises she just been sentenced to a few more years of being within the same sector...
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