Preschool Bound

03-30-2015

My baby started school yesterday!

I tried to tell him about it beforehand, but he looked at me like I was a little crazy. I was actually having fun planning his school lunches; but they feed them breakfast and lunch.  On a positive note, looks like he's sharing those goldfish and sugar snap peas.  Sharing. Uh-Huh.  Sure.  We're working on that one. 

Tony and I went together for his first day. We showed him his classroom, his teacher, and some of the aids. Then we went to the drop off spot where I won't get lost en route (unlike his classroom).  We stood with other kids and waited for busses to unload. He was fine!  He loved his Elmo backpack, Elmo lunchbox, and Elmo shirt he begged to wear (he does not love all of Sesame Street, just Elmo).  Hugs and kisses given and he started to get shy.  Then it was time to leave, and he started bawling just as the First Day of School picture was about to be taken.  

Here's our second day:

I'll drop him off in the morning, and he'll ride the bus home in the afternoon.  My phone started ringing and I thought "it's the school saying my kid is having an utter meltdown and I need to come get him".  Close. It was the school calling to ask what bus he was supposd to be on!  How was I supposed to know?  Shouldn't transportation have to me the number?  And told the school oaks sure they didn't lose my 3-year-old?  We figured it out, but he's still on the bus for an hour and a half!  He's the last one dropped off and I don't like it; but there's not much I can do except complain. Again. I'll work on that one. 

He didn't want to go to school when he woke up today. He tried everything to stay home. While we waited for busses to unload he begged to go potty (his favorite escape tactic).  I found one of his classroom aides, who ended up schooling up my child and carrying to the bathroom while he screamed for me.  Not our best morning.

His teacher says he was well behaved but really clingy wanting to be held all day.  And had a tantrum when it was time to get in the bus. She sounded almost apologetic when she told me that she couldn't hold him all day!  I almost laughed at the thought.  She had to carry him onto the bus and buckle him in while he cried some more. 

I hope today goes better for him. 

Teeth, Talking, and Taking Steps

March 24, 2015

Depending on the moment, I either want my kids to stay this size forever, or hurry and grow up.  Right now is an odd mix of the two.

Ethan has been teething for what feels like forever!  My electric bill is ridiculous from having the humidifier on all night and during two daytime naps due to all of his congestion.  He's finally cut three of the four molars, and the last one shouldn't be too far from now.  But this is the unexciting news.

The exciting news is that Ethan has taken his first steps!  He cruises all over the house and easily walks while holding our hands, but he wasn't trying to walk on his own yet.  I was doing the dishes while he did his best to get into the dishwasher, and I swear he took a step sideways to regain his balance.  Then I wondered if I could bribe him with his pacifier to get him to take a step... and he did!  And even Tony was there for the first steps, which is nice since he misses so much with his long work hours.

I can't wait for him to get the hang of walking around.  He loves being outside, but the patio is scraping up his knees, his toes, and his shoes.

I can't believe he's a year old (plus a month and a half) already!  We've really been enjoying this last month of being together all the time, even though we're driving each other crazy most of the time.  He and Collin are finally starting to play together nicely.  Yesterday I was able to sit inside and read a book for fun (I missed that so much),and watched the boys play outside.  Collin practically lives in the sandbox Tony built and Ethan likes to hide in the doghouse, also built by Daddy.

Ethan has also started saying some words.  Along with "mama" and "dada", he says "peek-a-boo" "fish" "uh-oh" "go" and "tickle".  Amd he babbles all the time.  All the time!  Seriously, I love when he wakes up and I just listen to him talking to himself.  Makes me smile while also letting me stay in bed and extra five minutes.

He also never stops eating.  It's shocking how much he puts away and still demands more; even though there's no way he could possibly fit it all.  And then he randomly spits up.  Lovely.  He's lucky he's so darn cute, otherwise I'd be tempted to trade him in for another model.

I'm Back! Kinda

There's a certain type of person who willingly subjects themselves to the torture that is the California Bar Exam. I'll call it insane, I am a member. 

It was easier than I expected, it was harder than I expected, it was very different from what I expected. And I NEVER want to do it again. Here's hoping...

Now I can be fully dedicated to all those things I've been neglecting for three months. My boys, my Tony, my projects, my gym membership (maybe), and my house. 

Right now, I'm elbow deep trying to make some homemade whipped soap that doesn't want to come together. I think I let the lye get too cold. Bummer!

Be back soon!