In the morning I had this brilliant idea to ask Bianca to drop Caitlyn off at her class. As it was I struggled to get shoes on let alone walk properly. After Sunday's walk I ended up with 2 rather big blisters on the one foot, 2 purple toes on the other foot and rather sore legs (walking is a dangerous sport I tell you...). And so I was rather thankful that Bianca was able to help me out.
When it was time to get the kids I hobbled / waddled / limped rather uncomfortably to Caitlyn's class and I waited for the bell to go. When it went, she came out, looked at me and promptly started crying.
"I wanted Bianca to pick me up..."
Sigh! My 5 year old doesn't need me anymore...
So today I had strict instructions not to wait for Caitlyn and that Bianca would pick her up. And so when it was time to pick the kids up I dutifully waited at the playground for the kids to come.
Oh the joys of having kids who grow up too fast...