All I want is. . .

My little baby boy is growing up. For the past semester he's been going to a day care that has been very conveniently located on the way to work. I've really been pleased with everything, except for the occasional tantrum from my son in the mornings dropping him off. I'm assured these are short lived and he usually ends up having a great day. However. . .
For more than a few weeks the tantrums have revolved around one request. He's been wanting to go to our neighbor's house instead of daycare. If their name was mentioned at all - a tantrum would insue. If you know my sweet little darling well, you also know that once he gets an idea in his head, he's pretty stubborn about getting what he wants until it happens and then once he's experienced it he might change his mind. But this is something that he's been begging for for a while.
Then a couple of things triggered me to think about it a little more seriously. When we went over to ask if they were interested in taking the job, Gavin sidled up to the mom batting his long eye lashes begging her to take him in. I promise we were not coaching him. Who could say no to that? I won't go into details, but to make a long story short, he finally got what he wanted and he'll be going to our friend's house when school starts again in 2012. He's promised me no more morning tantrums.
Who knows what I'll do next year when I need to pay for 2, but I have a few more months before I have to worry about that.