So I have been kind of unhappy with my daughters day care provider. I had to start working when we moved up here, and I've been just not too happy with the care she has been recieving. It's a really really long story, but it ends with me eating like-- an entire box of mac & cheese for dinner. Ugh. I'm all sorts of frustrated. I wanted mcdonalds, but felt alright settling for the mac and cheese.. LoL. At least I didn't eat all that grease on top of the white bleached carbs. At least the other end ofthe story is that my daughter now has a new daycare provider that will definately be better than the last and hopefully really really good for my 3 year old.