On Friday night (late) we picked up Older Daughter at the airport. She has finished nanny school and is now a Certified Professional Nanny.
At the graduation, the children of her practicum family (whom she loved) made her a very sweet card.
Between jet lag and the late hour of her flight, our oldest kid was pretty whupped on Saturday. Despite missing the new friends she made in Ohio, she's glad to be home and ended up spending most of the day reassuring Lydia she wasn't dead.
Lydia was incandescently happy when Older Daughter walked through the door Friday night, whimpering and crying in joy.
Older Daughter cleaned her bedroom from top to bottom...
...then we put both girls to work gluing on handles on tankards. Hey, work doesn't cease just because we have a reunion.
And let's not forget the mountains of laundry.
Older Daughter plans to rest and recuperate for a week or two, then begin her job search in the Pacific Northwest. Because her nanny school is not well known on the west coast -- it's literally the only remaining nanny school in the country -- this puts Older Daughter in the unique position of being (almost) the only Certified Professional Nanny in this part of the country. We don't anticipate any problems with her finding a wonderful family to become a part of -- though it will be tough saying goodbye again.
So for the moment, we'll relish having her home.