or however you spell it.
When we moved to Creston, Amy was just over 1 year old. The realtor who showed us around town told us his grandson went to a daycare provider who lived nearby the home we bought. Her name was Carol Frank, and she lived two blocks from us with her husband Mark and two kids Todd and Michelle (Missy), who were around 12 and 15 at the time.
Once I landed that lucrative job (NOT) at in bookkeeping at the bank, we contacted Carol about taking care of our little cherub and went over to visit with her and meet the family. Carol babysat for around 6 kids, some part time. She was probably in her early 40's, and seemed really nice. We decided this was a good place for our babe.
Through the months, as Amy went to Carol's, we got to know the whole fam and loved them all! Missy was available to babysit at our house when we did finally meet people and have social outings, and she was around Amy at her house a lot, so she knew how to deal with her.
The Franks, just like the Wubbens before them became like surrogate relatives. They came to Amy's birthday parties (and later Jud's) and the kids felt at home at their house. In fact when Jud was born, Amy stayed at the Frank's house until Bobbie picked her up to keep her all night.
Carol Frank kept our children for several years, until the Franks moved away. Amy and Jud became good friends with the other children at Carol's house. I think daycare is a great way to socialize kids. Plus there is a lot of structure there. Nap time was always after lunch. I relied on my sitters to get my kids on a schedule. (God knows I wasn't disciplined enough to do it!!)
Interestingly, both Wubbens and Franks were Baptists. Our thrived with those families.
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