Saying good-bye

This afternoon, we said good-bye to our nanny. She's been with us since the end of January, and has definitely grown to be an important part of our lives. The day after the other family we share her with told her the news (Connor was at home with my family the day they broke the news), Olimpia came to our house and cried, telling us that Connor was like a grandson to her. Luckily, she agreed to babysit him every other Friday which I think is making lemonade for everyone. Ed and I will now have a regular night out (HINT TO OUR FRIENDS READING THIS IN THE AREA), Connor will still get to see Olimpia, and Olimpia will still get to see him. Because she's had so much experience getting him to nap, I figure she'll be able to get him to sleep at night. Hopefully, anyway, because going to bed late doesn't make him wake up any later, but it does make him a bit out of sorts the next day.

When Olimpia first started taking care of Connor, he looked like this:



Now look at him!



He was fairly impressive this afternoon. He walked to her, showed her where his belly was (his latest trick), pointed his index finger in response to the question "how old are you?", and put his hands on the top of his head when I asked him how big he was. She was quite impressed with our little repertoire.

Ed put together a new shelf for Connor's growing toy collection, and he spent the day putting items in the baskets on the shelf and taking them out. Hopefully he will continue to be inspired on the putting things in side of life.

Our new nanny starts on Monday! Hopefully everything will go smoothly. I've been talking to Connor about the change every day this week, but who knows what he actually understands?

Elaine