Friday night was a big first for us...a babysitter...that was NOT related to us. Thankfully I am involved in helping to teach a high school aged bible study, so I have a number of trustworthy girls to choose from. Admittingly, it was harder for me than it was for Taylor. Ally (the wonderful babysitter) was warned ahead of time that he would probably cry, so I got a new special book for Ally to give to Taylor when she arrived and he loved it. She took him into his playroom when we left, and he didn't even know we left. I texted her a few times and she reassured me that everything was and would be fine. Dustin and I had a great time at the Christmas party we went to, and on the way home we were debating what we would find when we walked in. I expected Diego to be on and Taylor happily (hopefully) watching TV, ready for us to come home. When we walked in there were no cartoons on and there was a giggling boy running and playing so happy!! He greated me with a happy "Hi Momma!" and Daddy got one to, but then he moved on. He wanted to hug on Ally next...that made me SO happy! Taylor did wonderful, and I did too. Now we have a wonderful babysitter to rely on.
We all have to grow up sometime...I am trying to catch up to Taylor...
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
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The first time is always the hardest and then we realize that there is life outside of mommy and daddy. I'm glad you survived your first night without any incident. Good babysitters are priceless!
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