Yesterday, in the pouring rain, I picked up my 4 year old grandsons from school as mummy had a late teaching night. One was thrilled to see me and the other burst into tears, sobbing 'want my mummy-ee-ee-ee-wahhhh!' Head teacher and their own lovely teacher came long to chivvy him and help cheer him up, which made things worse., And at one point he swung his schoolbag, missing me by an inch. We eventually made it to the car, he refused to get in so had to be put in, then on the driveway he refused to get out, so I had to carry him out and into the house. The sobbing continued and no amount of cuddles or reassurances would abate it. His brother sighed loudly and advised 'he always does this, nana. Just DON'T LOOK AT HIM!' It worked! A minute later, this sweet child wrapped himself round my neck and asked 'can I have a yogurt drink, nana?' Brother looked up and said 'if you say please!' Ever felt redundant? 
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that's only taken 45 minutes.