I'm telling you as the compassionate father of a two-year-old. The first visits are tears and rejection of why they leave. A month later, I don't have time to change my clothes. Wild indignation on the part of our beloved offspring, why are we slowly changing clothes, because THEY ARE PLAYING without him. I ask the little guy in the evening : "are we going to the kids?" The answer is yes! I bow low to the caregivers, the kid runs to you.