We have entered into the Separation Anxiety phase. Ok, no, scratch that. Bimmer Man has been privy to The Monkey's separation anxiety. But yesterday it started with me.
I go to the bathroom. Screaming starts.
I feed the dog. Screaming ensues.
I get a snack. More screaming.
Soooo.... Yep, there's lots of screaming. The joys of parenthood (at least I know I'm needed, right?).