I was certain that at some point she would realize that she was alone without me and wonder why I had left her. I called once and she was "doing great and having fun". I figured it was too soon and later in the afternoon she would realize I was still not there and start to worry. I left work early and rushed to get her.
I walked in, she saw me, and she ran over to give me a huge hug. Finally! She was showing some sign of relief that I had come to save her... Nope! She took off again to continue playing with her new friend, Owen. I asked if she wanted to go home and she just waved at me and said "bye".
What was even worse... Isabel was wearing a pony tail! I have been trying to get her to wear a pony tail for a year. Between the two of us, it appears that only one of us is having a hard time coping.
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