Afton's not so good in the stranger (e.g. anyone who is not her parents) department these days. The other day her grandparents were gracious enough to come up and spend the afternoon with her while we went to a matinee (our third date in nine months). My favorite part of their report was when they assured us, "She was very good. She only cried the first hour and then she was fine."
Incidentally, we left Afton with a neighbor girl a couple weeks ago so we could go to a church meeting, and as we left Tony said, "I feel like we're leaving the lamb with the lion -- and Afton's not the lamb." According to the neighbor girl Afton was good "for the first fifteen minutes," which was code for, "she screamed the other forty-five." Sigh.
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---all the more reason you need to leave occasionally! But it is sad. . .
Poor sweet Afton. If I lived close, I would babysit for you and then maybe she wouldn't quite have such worries. I remember you only wanting me at that age. It was hard but you grew out of it. Love mom
That's the "tough" part in "tough love". I HATED leaving my babies and I'm sure they knew that and milked it for all it was worth.
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