And so I said, “Oh Liz, don’t worry about child care. I’m home and I can take care of your daughter on Thursday and Friday!”
AP’s eyes went wide as if I had offered to donate a kidney.
But really — what good am I if I can’t help out a friend in need and spend a couple of days with a little two and 1/2 year old? She’s as cute as a button and she said she wants to sing and dance for me all day long.
As Liz left our house I called out after her, “don’t forget those DVD’s when you drop her off tomorrow!”
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All I know is that every person I have ever run across that has a two year old, has used the term ‘Terrible Twos’.
What a good friend. I’ll be interested to hear how it goes…
🙂 🙂 🙂
I have grandies… and berocca!