Update

For that one person who might actually be wondering how things are working out with Brooklyn and her desire to never be apart from me, I thought I would provide a little update.
She missed 4 days of preschool and she stayed in her room for the full two hours. Her room was void of all toys and fun objects. Minus the bed and, of course, she made it a jungle gym and found a way to have fun anyway. She cried a few times and would bang on the door or wall until I put a stop to that by telling her she would be choosing to go to school if she kept up that behavior. Then once her two hours were up, she wouldn't be allowed any fun until she pulled a full bucket of weeds. And it was a BIG bucket. I got a lot of weeding done. She really didn't like weeding because it was hard, but the little stinker still didn't change her mind. She would rather stay in the room and pull weeds than go to school by herself. Nothing changed.
I tried to stay consistent and follow through, but then I decided she needed to find comfort in going to school again. She had started going to dance just fine as long as I stayed in the room next to her. She start showing improvements in staying with babysitters as well. So I broke down and told her I would arrange for a babysitter for Eliza (thanks Dad and Pat) and I would go to school with Brooklyn. She wouldn't let me leave the room so I stayed pretty close to her to help her have fun. I did this for two days and then tried to bribe her to let me leave on the third day. She wouldn't have any of it. I left class half way through and waited out in the hall and Brooklyn threw a big fit. She finally calmed down enough to enjoy the last part of class. Now I have gone and waited in the room next to her class for two classes and she is doing pretty well. She still doesn't want me to leave though. She still struggles with primary as well. I know I just need to leave her and let her cry, but she cries hysterically and not just like a normal kid who cries and quickly gets over the problem.
I'm really beginning to think she's playing a game with me and I'm seriously losing. This past Sunday, it finally hit me that I needed to start having her pray for herself to overcome this problem. She will copy what I say, but hasn't ever said it on her own. She knows we are praying for her because she keeps telling me that I always pray for the same thing. Sometimes I wish the logic of it all would just work in her mind, but it hasn't quite yet. At least there are improvements, sure they are teeny, tiny baby steps, but for now that works for me!

On a much happier note, Eliza is adjusting to Nursery! Yeah!! She still doesn't like it when I leave, but she quickly recovers and has started to enjoy it.