What a good experience figuring out you can ask your neighbor for help and his being there and getting a belly laugh out of it besides! That's part of "life" too and eventually more and more good experiences will balance and then outweigh the "bad" ones from the past. Remember how things felt when you were your daughters' age? Part of that is because we were so young there and didn't/couldn't have that many experiences/exposure to "other" sources of safety and happiness! Now we can and the husbands keep coming back and the T is where she "belongs" :-) the next week, etc. and eventually it gets real real good like that most of the time.