Last week O went out directly after work to meet with some friends at a pub to watch the Flames game. I was not really too concerned about it, I can manage just fine on my own with N. Well, N decided she could not survive all that well without daddy being home at his usual time and started to cry at 7pm and did not stop until 8:30pm when O got home. I tried everything. Feeding her, rocking her, her swing, her jumperoo, her favourite toys, nothing would console her.
I was pretty much at my wits end when O finally got home. All it took was for her to see him and she settled right down and was happy as a clam. O just thinks she was having a bad evening and that she was not upset that he was not home. I think he's being crazy. She might not be able to tell time, but her little body clock knows when Daddy is suppose to be home and when he does not show up, obviously she's going to get upset.
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