It was the kids last day with Nanny M. We knew this day was coming, and it seems so strange that after almost 3 years, they won't be going to her house anymore. Hubby brought flowers for her, so that the kids could give it to her.
She texted me saying Thank You for the flowers, and she went inside after the kids were gone and had a little cry. Awww! I knew she would miss them, they love going to her house, and she talks about my children as if they were her own, proudly showing off pictures of what they had been up to and what they are doing. People at work would often tell me stories of my own children, and I felt so lucky that I had someone who cared so much about my children, being involved in their care, and that they also loved her and cherished her in their own way in return.
All the bags of clothes we had to take back! And the car seats!
However, she and I know that it's not like she will never see them again. We will drop them at her house for a few hours to play so we can go and watch a movie at the awesome cinemas near her place. I think she'd like that. In fact I know she would, and the kids would too.
I have thanked her many times, profusely, for the great care she has taken of my kids. But I just wanted to write it out again here, so I can remember, on their last day officially with her, just how much she loved them.
(This post was written in January but somehow never got published!)