Mr. Sunshine...and lots of rain

When it rains, it pours, or in our case, if there’s a breeze, it’s a tornado. Last night I got a call and found out that my daycare lady is in the hospital with heart problems (possibly congestive heart failure!). She’s only one year older than me and is otherwise in perfect health, or was. She’s an active person, slim, young—so this comes as a major shock. I’ve known her since grade school, we were in the same class until 7th grade. She has four kids and this is devastating to her family. I just feel so badly for her.

The other problem of course, is I depend so much on her for L&L. Even as early as my first trimester, I went to every daycare within a 30 mile radius, and found no place that I would feel comfortable sending them. I even had Mom go with me to check out a few places while the boys were in NICU, and she was as horrified as I was. The situation was so dire, that when my daycare lady told me she only had one slot available, I said I would take it and my mom would watch the other baby until she had another opening. Her daycare area is beautiful, plus I totally trust her.

Well, she ended up fitting both my boys in, and they’ve been there ever since. I’ve been extremely grateful. Obviously with a home daycare, you run into a scheduling snag now and then, which has eaten up a few of my days off, but it’s all been worth it, for the peace of mind. They are so attached to the place, too. It’s especially hard for Lk to adjust to new environments. Ultimately, we just hope she will be alright and can be treated.

Originally I made this picture at the top as I wanted to write about how cheerful Lk is in the morning. He’s usually the first one to wake, and he’s so happy when he does—I’ve never known anyone to be this eager to start the day. “Hi!” I’ll hear from his room while I’m laying in bed. “Fun! Oh, boy! Hi! Yay!” Then he’ll break into song, usually Twinke Twinkle Little Star, and I’ll put my pillow over my head for a couple of minutes; finally I have to just giggle at his joy. I mean, how is this possible at the crack of dawn?? Lm is appropriately cranky, and he wakes up crying for his breakfast, though he’s cheerful the rest of the day. I just shake my head at Lk, though. I hope he is always like that!