A close friend recommended a small home daycare run by a woman named Angela Whitaker, explaining that Angela accepted no more than three children at a time, kept security cameras running, maintained a spotless home, and prepared meals carefully for the kids.
When I visited Angela’s house to check everything myself, the environment appeared warm and organized, the toys were neatly arranged, and Angela spoke with gentle patience that reassured me enough to enroll Hazel there.
At the beginning I was extremely nervous and opened the camera feed on my phone whenever I had a spare moment during work, yet over time the anxiety faded because I often saw Angela speaking kindly to the children while Hazel laughed and played comfortably beside them.
Hazel even seemed excited about going to daycare each morning, and on days when I had to work late Angela would sometimes feed her dinner without complaint, which made me feel grateful for the help.
