She lived!
I sneaked out when the kids went out to play, and came back several hours later, and she had not cried until I looked at her. Instant sob, for about one minute, and then she was fine. She's telling the kids that she "went to big girl school and you can't go dere, you're too big!" and laughing.
Guess it went well. Now, to be productive with those hours. Today, I wasted entirely by staying nearby in case of Freak Out Entirely, and went back.
Anybody local, like, HERE need someone to work "Mother's Hours" M W F and every other Saturday?
That said, I don't want to work ever again in a store, a restaurant or a florescent lighted hell.
