Today Mark got to stay with a whole herd of babysitters -- a family from church offered, and Tim and I had tickets to see The Grapes of Wrath at the IRT. So Mark got to spend the day with the mom and dad and two young teenage daughters. And I'm not so sure he wanted to leave. When we got there, he was snuggled up in his blanket with the older girl, and he wasn't all that eager to come to Mommy (who missed him, of course). He was as good as could be, of course, though he did give them the full "diaper change" experience... heh heh heh. But I think he has two new girlfriends...
The last time he stayed with babysitters it was "Uncle" Shawn and "Aunt" Linda, and, once again, he was as sweet as could be. He fell asleep without fussing and ate his meal happily, also without fussing or inattentiveness. Of course, Shawn took a nap when he did, meaning he got to be cuddled for an hour and a half...which is just the way he likes it.
So far, he hasn't fussed for a babysitter at all. This, of course, includes Grandma Sarah, who was his FIRST sitter... And it continues. Last night friends Brian & Becky came over, and while Brian & Tim installed our new water softener, Becky and I gave Mark his dinner (sweet potatoes and oatmeal), with no mess at all, no fussing, nothing, and then his bath and to bed...still no fussing, no protesting. I even read him a long story (Little Runner of the Longhouse, for those who remember Vinson kid literature) and then put him to bed and he didn't cry at all and went straight to sleep. HE IS A PERFORMER. Does he do this when it's just him and mommy and/or daddy? Of course not.
It brings to mind a certain mother who asked her precious little daughter, "Why is it your teachers say you are so wonderful and charming, but you are completely the opposite at home?" I -- I mean, the little girl -- replied something to the effect of, "Because you already have to love me..."