We had a baby shower to attend/host yesterday so Grandma babysat for us. Zane was apparently fine until we came home and he just then realized that we had been gone. Then came the tears. Fortunately, with babies, even timing is baby-sized. After a few minutes, everything was forgiven. Even being held by Uncle Lance was tolerated.
(I haven't had my coffee yet this morning, so I'm a little fuzzy. Please forgive my mistakes, Cathleen!)
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