I had my granddaughter for the first "real" babysitting episode this past weekend for several hours. It's amazing how everything baby related comes back to you so quickly even after 13 years of limited contact with a baby. Maybe it's because I'm older and have been through so much that even her tiny fussy moments because she was not feeling well were not hard to deal with at all. The worst part was when the dog got upset with my son for trying to take the baby home, evidently Quilla thought that the baby was there to stay...
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