Saturday started out with swimming. We had a new teacher this week and boy was she tough!! Grace DID NOT like the new regime and was pretty pissed at me for insisting she get dunked under.
The teacher suggested maybe someone else take Grace in the pool next time as it might make her less clingy (underlying message is Mum is being too soft). I would be fine with that but no volunteers to replace me yet.
Later that day, Grace and I headed off to stay with her "Geeze and Papa" so Chad could have a boys night at our place. Grace kept asking to go home to see daddy. At one point she even packed up her toys and said bye and tried to head to the car. Bless.
Grace was supposed to sleep in her own bed, but I'm lying here in a double bed with a small girl taking up 90% of the space. Whether she was cold or scared, I not sure, but I don't mind. Nice being needed, even if only as a hot water bottle.