Saturday, a hot day.
Today we have a new caregiver named Diana; she’s young (19 years old) and I think I like her. She’s very clever by asking me if our last caregiver was someone I’m looking for. I gave her my honest answer with hoping that she can keep that in mind while babysitting William. I told her that Sarah is a nice lady but I hope she could be a little bit more involved by playing with William in the park instead of just either standing or sitting there watching him. Williams looked so lonely playing alone.