It is always hard for a nanny to admit that her kids are getting older and don't need her as much. I know it's what I need to do; teach them to be able to live on their own and be strong does.
But I am still sad.
We were out grazing the other day and Thelma didn't even notice I was moving on.
She was too busy hopping on a log and looking at her reflection in the window of the publicist's yurt. She was having a good time hopping up and down on the log and I just wanted to eat some grass.
Thelma just wanted to hop and jump and play like a kid should.
I left her there and Louise and I moved on.
It IS good she is confident.
But I know I will miss them as they grow and leave.
A nanny always does.
But I will soon have my first grandkid when Nora has her first kid in July.
I think it will be fun to be a grandnanny.