She scoped the room out and looked a little freaked out inside, but not once did she look to me to save her. Not once, even though she did confide in me that she felt like vomiting, did she ask me to take her home. She's wanted this since the day I told her she was testing for it. Even though she had been known at her daycare for the past 4 years as "new student" because of her habit of crying and clinging to me at least 3 days out of the week, she took it all in stride.
Go, Mia.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
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