big ol' softie

Stopped in to say hi to Baby Hanna at daycare yesterday. My heart melted. Ran in to Gwyneth's class and picked up my baby. Swooped into Annabelle's class to pick her up and saw Andrew. He started to cry. Big tears. Sobs. He bawled "I want to go home with you". My heart broke. My heart ached for him. I brought all 4 of them home.

I'm just a softie, I guess. I can't deny those little faces. Especially not when they are filled with tears. I've been told that I have to start saying no. To keep my sanity. So, I'm going to start saying no more often. Yep, I'm going to start saying no. Hmmmm...perhaps I'll start tomorrow....

Miss Hanna walked tonight. She has been taking steps, but tonight she WALKED. She walked down the hallway. She walked back and forth between me and B. She walked to Annabelle. She walked to Gwyneth. She walked to her dad. She walked to Andrew (this one brought me to tears). She turned corners. She is walking! It's too bad Jess wasn't with us tonight. She missed a really good one.