Is an odd little bird. DDL dropped her off at her summer program today and Mr. Gary asked her what room she wanted to go to (God Bless Him). She went into the room she went into yesterday that she had the hissy over. Uh, OK. Whatever.
And, like every other thing- what happens at summer program stays at summer program. I don't know the names of her playmates. I was lucky to get out of her what she had for lunch and the fact that they went to the movies today.
I rebooted overnight and am just fine with my new trip plans. In order to revenge myself of the insult of yesterday, I booked a sweet ass room at the Grand Hyatt DFW. Yeah. The hotel is inside of the airport. We just walk down stairs, check in and bam. Done. That's super worth the price when you have a 7am international flight that you have to check in 3 hours before.
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I too have a What happens at preschool stays at preschool girlie! It is annoying because I am nosey by nature and worse if it is my kid. I have to dig dig dig to get even what they did at recess or had for snack!
That should only be 2 hour for international flights. Souble check with them and, while you're at it, ask them when is the EARLIEST you can check in. Depending on the airline, sometimes they let you do it several hours ahead (as in the night before) so you can leave your bags, get your boarding passes and then simply go through security and board an hour before the flight.
I grilled and grilled Sarah on the names of people, who she played with, who she sat with on the bus, what she ate, what all they did. She finally told me she was tired of me asking her questions. So yeah, what happens there totally stays there.
I asked her if BLM had been switched her to her room yet. She said "No....is there somebody I need to talk to about that?" I told her I was sure you could handle it.
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