I wasn't sure how things were going to go when the boy woke up from his nap shortly before two pm. I was expecting the babysitter to arrive any minute and worried that my quick departure would startle a still sleepy boy. Guess whose coming over? I finally said to him while he sat on my lap. Before I could answer the girl happily told him that her old preschool teacher would be coming over to babysit. He didn't say much, just snuggled his head deeper into my shoulder.
At five after two I thought I had better prepare him again. She's going to be here soon I said. Should we go to the front window and watch? Without answering he climbed off my lap and ran to the front window. Before I made it out of the kitchen I could hear him screaming though the open window Aaaaeee! Jooooo!
His sister soon joined him. They sat perched on the back of the couch, faces pressed against the screen, yelling for a good for ten minutes until she showed up. She was late, but I was amused so I didn't mind.