The nursery has become a problem. For the most part, all the folks are great who are in there, and I don't doubt that any one of them would take good care of her. But I do feel that some workers are particularly good to her and are attuned to her needs. There are also some old school/new school politics at play that I don't like at ALL. The past three weeks haven't been good for Anna Claire, as far as the nursery is concerned. I talked to Ms. Gail, who's *supposodly* in charge of the baby part of the nursery, and we agreed that we would let her cry some and start to try to help her adjust to being away from us. (She's becoming VERY attached to me AND Andy.) So, in light of all this, it felt so good tonight to pick her up from the nursery and see her happily bouncing on Phillip Hunter's knee, as pleasant a baby as you could ask for. He and Janet have been great with her, and I'm so grateful for it.
Then after church tonight we had SNAC - she entertained the table!
Laughing at Davidson Granberry:
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