You’ve got to admit it’s getting better
Today, on Jessa’s suggestion, Denny and I came in and played for 10 minutes or so before we left for work. That worked pretty well. Miles seemed to do fine while we were there, though he got a little weepy when we left. That tells me something I knew already but hadn’t actually witnessed: he likes being there and has fun; it’s just separation that’s the problem.
Also, have you noticed that separate is a word people misspell really often? Also, misspell.
Miles apparently has door trauma. He associates it with us leaving. The other day he was doing fine, but when Jessa got up and locked the door, he remembered that the door is used for leaving and got upset. This time she locked it from the inside while we were still there, in such a way that we could get out but she wouldn’t need to go fiddle with it again. That was a thoughtful gesture.
Okay, believe it of not, I have work to do. I get to analyze the D2L license and perhaps even pay it. Do you ever lie around and dream about having such an exciting life as mine?
After learning at a young age a neat trick, I’ve never misspelt “separate” since.
We always know that “separate” has “a rat” in it. 🙂
I had a wonderful dream about course management system licensing just last night… it was so exciting I did not want to wake up.