Since Emma was about ten months old, I have tried on several occasions to leave my children at a gym child care center so I could go to an aerobics class or something and work out in total freedom for an hour. It has always been a complete failure. The last time I tried was in November, when I left Noah and Allie. The both ran in happily without a second glance in my direction, so I left and went to my Zumba class. About ten minutes later, one of the child care workers came in to the class and waved me over, then told me that Noah and Allie were having a hard time. I left immediately and went back to the kids' room, where I saw both of my children sitting pitifully next to each other on the floor, covered in snot and tears and wailing like their world was ending. So, I gave up on that for awhile. Until today, that is. We tried it again, and Allie started crying pretty hard when I left, but I stood outside the door for a minute or two until I heard her stop crying. I waited a couple minutes more and when it seemed like all was well, I went to my class. The class was great, and it was a whole forty-five minutes in when the lady appeared at the door, holding Allie, and motioned for me to come over. Sigh. BUT, Allie appeared to be fine and the lady assured me that both kids were playing happily and I only needed to leave because Noah had wet his pants. Hurray! So, even though I had to leave a little early this time, I think next time it will work great, as long as I remind Noah to go potty beforehand. Yay for freedom!We are heading to St. Louis tomorrow to celebrate Easter with my family. I am very much looking forward to it, especially because my brother - who has been in South Korea for the last year - is going to be home and I can't wait to see him. It's going to be a great weekend! I'm sure these three rascals will join me in wishing you a very happy Easter as well!
