Slather on a little chapstick!
And a little more for good measure.
Then head on down the street to Miss Donna's.
This particular morning a miracle occurred. Gabbi voluntarily walked into the house. I nearly passed out.
Since Miss Donna or "Nonna" is usually fairly accurate in her assumption that I have not fed my kids, she puts them right into high chairs when we arrive. And she gives them more than powdered "no-nuts"! She whips out the big guns... oatmeal. toast. eggs! My kids think they've died and gone to Heaven!
I was very hesitant initialy to send them anywhere! I struggled with whether this would be the best decision for daycare. It is down the street and ultimately that is why I chose Nonna. I could, feasibly, drop them off, spend some time at the house alone... cleaning, organizing, etc. (AS IF!), then pick them up easily within minutes!
Nonna also takes them on field trips weekly! Jungle Gym, the park, McDonald's playland. I never even know their schedule. She just does it... with all SIX of them! My girls are the only girls.