So my professional diagnosis for this mornings fiasco is vomiting from severe separation anxiety because Mommy and DaDa cannot come to 2nd grade with Addy :) I want to laugh and cry at the same time! This has been life long...when she was just a baby and couldnt walk yet, she would stand on the couch holding onto the pillows and watch DaDa leave out the big picture window and cry her heart out. He was just going to the gas station and would return in 10 minutes, but no matter! The tears would flow until his return. Tomorrows a new day, so we will try, try again!
Posted on: Wed, 13 Aug 2014 20:59:27 +0000
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