So there IS light at the end of the tunnel...

I wouldn't specify at the end of a DARK tunnel since although I do complain about how attached D is to me, she truly, at the end of the day a very good girl. A relatively easy child, I guess.
Now about the light!
This past Friday morning, D and I were out front watering the lawn (shocker, I know) and our neighbors came out of their house with their great dane. We asked if they were taking Bella for a walk and they said they were going to Bongo Java and asked if we'd like anything. Well, D and I just went to Bongo the previous morning and I had gotten her a steamer (steamed milk with a shot of syrup topped with whipped cream) that she loooved. So, D pipes up, "Can I have a steamer?"
I said, "Of course! Can you get D a steamer with vanilla syrup?" And then D pipes up again, "Can I go on my own?!"
The neighbors and I were all quite surprised that she wanted to go...with the P's...all alone. Of course, I jumped at the chance! "Of course!!"
D happily bounced off the steps, reached for C's hand and walked off with them.
It was a milestone morning, this past Friday.
They took her to Bongo, bought her a biscotti, a steamer and then she sat down with them and a circle of friends and just happily ate and drank.
The neighbors reported back that D was very well-behaved, the hit of the morning crew and was just a delight to have around.
I was very happy.