We went to steak and shake after my father drove over from Midland to babysit Z while I got retrained for work.
The training was bs, but I was a little wary of leaving her with my dad. Its hard to explain, but when you've seen someone destroy someone else's things for no reason than that it was in your way, you don't want to leave your kid alone with said person. Not that my dad doesn't have good qualities, but short amounts of time only. I just have a deep seated fear because of all the things of mine and my mother's that he has destroyed.