Pop quiz: For all you Dobsonites- what year’s yearbook featured “hip slang” including the word “chillax”? Benjy’s in daycare. I think I’ve mentioned that. In Finland (I seem to be using that phrase a lot recently- I guess I’m really educating you all, huh?), daycare is heavily, heavily subsidized. And it’s provided by the city. And there’s a law that states that the city must provide a child with daycare within four months of his/her application. The catch? They might place your kid in a daycare 5 miles from your house (I know by American standards, this is not a big deal, but keep in mind that I don’t have access to a car to retrieve my child from daycare) if that’s the only place with room at the end of four months. We started the daycare process back in August. I had no intention of putting Benjy in daycare when Henry was born. We’ll be fine I thought. But then I was watching him in the park, watching him try to play with other kids and being rebuffed. And it broke my heart. Right in half. Benjy needed friends. Benjy, of course, has friends, but they all live in various places throughout the Helsinki Metro Area. Again, keep in mind that I don’t have access to a car (yes, we own. No, I neither know how or am legally