...full-time separation anxiety. I've noticed Little One has become a lot more clingy when it comes to staying at the sitter. I can't blame him. It used to be that the two of us had almost five days a week together. Lately, we're lucky if the scraps of days add up to three. I'm sad too, buddy.
One of our favorite things to do when we get home in the evening is to turn on the tv and eat a snack on the couch. Little One either sits on my lap or right beside me. After our snack, I'll start supper and then we turn to Wheel of Fortune. He then sits in my lap, usually with a blanket, and we watch the show together. Sweet, sweet times.
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