Damn, Damn, Damn...

I am so not happy right now. I'll fill you in on the back story.

Sam, our daycare provider, has left us for the summer. Her father is ill in Venezuela so she has taken all 6 of her kids and gone there for the summer. No problem, I of all people know about family emergencies. Well and good, but this means Ryan is with someone new for the summer. We started with Ham today. I walk up to the door with Ryan and all his stuff and ring the bell. She is sitting in her living room watching daytime television. Okay, I think to myself that, the other kids must not be there yet. Oh no, they are all downstairs...with the basement door closed...so she opens the door and Ryan toddles down there to play with the toys. Am I freaking for no reason? Am I the only one who is wondering how much supervision is going on there?

So I cry my way to work and get myself under control enough to get inside and start the wait. Is she going to call? is he going to be freaking out? I don't know. All I know is she is not Sam and I am not happy! :(

I call at 9:30 and she said that the Boy had a little cry and asked for me, but after she told him that I was at work and would come at the end of the day he calmed down. He was having a snack of cheese and crackers when I was on the phone with her. Anyway, if I'm not more comfortable by the end of the week I'm calling Wee Watch and saying WTF!

:(