tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7265227091482577120.post3796607935513376880..comments2007-10-30T10:16:41.244-04:00Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181468834125037851noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7265227091482577120.post-15200220523030353852007-10-30T10:16:00.000-04:002007-10-30T10:16:00.000-04:00Is this the first time she's been away? I know the feeling. The first time my daughter spent the night with her grandparents, I cried.Whyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11535809106585412021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7265227091482577120.post-43060410031574007802007-10-28T00:08:00.000-04:002007-10-28T00:08:00.000-04:00i'm holding your elbow as tight as i can. just think of that face she makes JUST for you, and how you'll get to see that little face SO soon :) and i agree with the smart folks who already posted... have a glass of something lovely, catch up on some dvr'd episodes of the office, paint your nails & then chew them off in worry, go to bed, and you'll have her back quick as a flash. i love you. call if u need to talk... i'm at the fam's all weekend staying with jenny, so i'm TOTALLY available, day or night. i swear. love & hugs & elbow holding & stuff...katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03757175237000925970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7265227091482577120.post-89557675540399007542007-10-27T22:33:00.000-04:002007-10-27T22:33:00.000-04:00I hear that. Drink some vodka. Poor thing.Kristen, Mike and Maxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06182660920597505774noreply@blogger.com