Too soon from my last post?
Maybe.
But I was inspired to blog today.
Tuesday, August 28th, 2012.
Today I should have been heading to school for a professional development day. A day of meetings and LOTS of sitting and information thrown at you. A day of stress and being overwhelmed with all of the little things that needed to be done before open house. A day of rush, choas, and exhaustion. And most importantly, a day without my kids.
Instead, I was home.
From the time Mal woke up this morning she was excited. She ate breakfast and got dressed in front of the TV (yes, I do admit to the televsion being on in the morning. She is not a morning person--just like me). Once the TV was off, she was ready to go. We took pictures on our front porch and in the yard. Jay was able to come with us on her first day so he drove. On the way over to her school I could hear her in the backseat talking to Clay.
"Clay, do you know where I'm going to go today? I get to go to school. Did you hear me Clay? I said I was going to school today." His response, "Ba-ba-ba-ba" (his latest word phrase obsession).
"Mom, do you have my backpack? Make sure not to squish it." When I told my mother this she said, "She is so much like you."
As soon as we could see her school she was directing Jay where to park. He chose a spot in front of the school and as we parked my nerves were rattling (actually I think they started when I got into the car at home). As we were getting out of the car we noticed her cousins and aunt had just arrived as well. She jumped/ran to them and asked Ben to look at her princess backpack. A few camera shots outside and she walked in. No fear. No tears. No complaints. She was ready and willing to go to school. As we left her playing, I smiled knowing that she was going to love it just as much as I do.
Came back home and put the boy to bed for his morning nap. And in no particular order: Cleaned the bathroom, straightened my hair without distractions, shaved my legs (this may seem like TMI but those that have kids know this is big), put away two loads of laundry. And after Clay got up: Gave him a snack, prepped and started a crockpot, started the dishwasher with the help of Clay (taught him how to start the dishwasher--too bad he now knows how to stop it too), and had some alone time with our little guy. Who knew I could get so much done in 3 hours?
When I went to pick up Mal, she was peeking through the door with a HUGE smile on her face. I could hear her telling the girl next to her, that Clay was her brother. "Do you see that boy out there? He's my brother, Clayton." Hopping out of the school she started to share with me her day.
1. There are only two girls in my class Mommy and she's my friend (couldn't quite make out the name).
2. No spitting is a rule at school (due to the boy spitting on the playground).
3. I know how to play tag. We played tag outside.
4. My teacher read a book about rainbows and a bunny.
5. I played in the kitchen with my new friend.
6. There are lots of boys in my class.
7. Did Clay miss me?
8. I had fun at school today.
LOVE it. After our car ride home, we heading to grab lunch for us and Daddy at Subway. Took it to Daddy's office and shared a quick lunch with him to talk about school. As we were walking up to the office, she kept tagging my butt. "Tag, you're it Mommy."
Processing all of this moved me to blog. I kinda thought I wouldn't be a crier. What is two 1/2 school days compared to 5 full days in daycare? NOTHING. Seriously, both Mal and I did not shed a tear. And honestly, thinking about it now does make me tear up a bit. Not in the sense that I missed her because she was in school, but in the sense that IF I was at PD today, I would have missed out on this day. My daughter's first day of preschool. The before, after. ALL of it. That makes me sad. And makes me cry. But I was there. So I am happy. Content that I was home. Lucky we can do this financially and lucky I chose this decision.
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Firsts
I'm nervous.
For the first time in 10 years, I am nervous for the first day of school in a different way. Please let me explain.
Anyone who is or was a teacher, knows the feeling you get the night before and morning of the first day of school. Just like when you were a student in school, the butterflies flutter and your energy is high. You set out your first day outfit and struggle to sleep. In the morning, you do last minute touches and to-dos and then your game face is on (as my husband would say). The day flies by and by the end you are wondering what you exactly said all day. You are on an adrenaline rush. One that comes every September.
This year, I am nervous for my daughter. Tuesday will be her first day of preschool. I imagine this is how every parent feels on the first day of school. Or is it just the first year of school? Many nerves stem around what I wonder this first day will be like for her. I wonder if she will like it. Who am I kidding? She's going to LOVE it. I wonder how she will act in front of her teacher. I wonder what they will do her first day. I wonder if she'll make friends on the first day. My little sponge that has been soaking up all of my facts, thoughts, emotions, ideas and will now have someone else to fill her up. It's so exciting yet nerve-wrecking at the same time!
I truly wish I could be a fly on the wall. But I know this is the time and place where I start letting go a LITTLE and letting her grow on her own. I may be exaggerating a bit since she is only going to be in school for TWO half days. But come on. She will only have ONE first day of her entire education/schooling. This is the beginning.
I also have to admit I'm a bit jealous. I'm going to say it. And I may regret it later. BUT I LOVE SCHOOL. And PART (a small part) of me, wishes that I could be going to school too. Like I have always done. Why?
I love buying school supplies. This year, when I would normally spend $300-$400 on school supplies, I spent about $20. A few supplies provided by our school fairy and a few for her teacher (I could NOT, NOT buy school supplies).
I love my friends. My teacher friends. They get me. Support me. Listen to me. Cheer me on. My best friends are my teacher friends. What am I going to do not seeing them every day? (I am truly dreading this the most.)
I love my students. Old or new. And even the ones that were really hard to like. I always seemed to dig down deep and try and find one likable thing about them (The truth: I've only TRULY not liked like 3 kids. Seriously. And one confronted me years later and told me he was sorry for terrorizing me!! So that one doesn't really count.) Anyways, I love smiling, laughing, cheering with them. And getting to know them.
I love teaching. I love figuring out ways to help kids. My revelations. Their revelations. The joy I get from helping a child and having them appreciate it, gives me hope and satisfaction in my job.
Reality of teaching: Not every day is easy. And every year gets harder. Those that are teachers know what I am talking about. I'm not going to go into details here because that's not important. Just know I am taking a year off because I was burnt out and needed to reconnect with my own kids, husband, and self. And I'm excited. I AM excited to start this year. And it truly doesn't start until September 4th when I would normally be in a classroom in front of 25 or so bright-eyed, well-behaved, nervous kids. Or maybe even Tuesday of this week, when all my teacher friends will be going back---PLEASE miss me, because I will miss you and will think of you Tuesday:o)
I think this has given me insight into how I truly feel about teaching. I half jokingly tell people I don't know if I will go back to teaching. BUT I think deep down I know. I will. Maybe next year. Maybe in two years or five. Who knows? BUT, I will go back. Someday.
Top 10 of the week:
10. My mom made peach cobbler for us this weekend. Gosh it was great. And even better that it was made by my mom. Made me think of fall.
9. My kids are well behaved WHEN they need to be. This past week, we were in the hospital for several hours just before lunch. I like to call it the "witching hour." I kept them entertained and was extremely pleased how well they acted!
8. Grasshoppers poop A LOT. Mal caught one of her "friends" this week. We put it in her bug catcher with a few lettuce leaves (instructions from Jay). Holy Moly. Looked at it today and the whole bottom of the container was POOP. Okay, maybe a bit of an exaggeration. But there was A LOT. Who knew?
7. NO classroom to get ready. Okay, this should probably be farther up on the list. But honestly, I'm not really thinking about it TOO much. I've got other things (or people) on my mind:o)
6. Misc stuff: Clay had his first ice cream cone by himself! Extremely messy. Mal got a letter from her preschool teacher (tickled pink about it). The dead-mouse-smell from inside our bedroom closet is FINALLY gone. Ugh.
5. Visit to a cow farm. Mal LOVED it. Clay enjoyed the dogs:o) My realization--Cows are HUGE.
4. Jay and I went tubing down a river in Watervliet with some friends. It was a blast. Jay's phrase since then, "If I would have known that place was there only 20 minutes from our house, I would have gone there at LEAST twice a year." Needless to say, he really liked it. We will be going back. Probably TWICE a year from now on.
3. Third visit to a new church. Sermon was on money. Put things into perspective. I'd like to do some kind of charity work with the kids. Not sure in what field...but is on my to-do list for THIS year (because the year truly starts in September not January).
2. Went school shopping and had lunch with my little lady. It was a bit trying at first. But we shared lunch together and it felt great. She is growing up and I am so proud to be her Momma. It also amazes me how much she has taught me.
1. The FIRST visit of the school fairy. Caught on video. The most precious, innocent, excitement I have seen in awhile. Like Christmas but even a bit better. What a moment.
(For the past five or so years, the librarian has always read a book about a boy who desired to be on the Dave Letterman show. He would continually write top tens lists and send them to Letterman. It is a great book. Can't remember the name of it right now).
For the first time in 10 years, I am nervous for the first day of school in a different way. Please let me explain.
Anyone who is or was a teacher, knows the feeling you get the night before and morning of the first day of school. Just like when you were a student in school, the butterflies flutter and your energy is high. You set out your first day outfit and struggle to sleep. In the morning, you do last minute touches and to-dos and then your game face is on (as my husband would say). The day flies by and by the end you are wondering what you exactly said all day. You are on an adrenaline rush. One that comes every September.
This year, I am nervous for my daughter. Tuesday will be her first day of preschool. I imagine this is how every parent feels on the first day of school. Or is it just the first year of school? Many nerves stem around what I wonder this first day will be like for her. I wonder if she will like it. Who am I kidding? She's going to LOVE it. I wonder how she will act in front of her teacher. I wonder what they will do her first day. I wonder if she'll make friends on the first day. My little sponge that has been soaking up all of my facts, thoughts, emotions, ideas and will now have someone else to fill her up. It's so exciting yet nerve-wrecking at the same time!
I truly wish I could be a fly on the wall. But I know this is the time and place where I start letting go a LITTLE and letting her grow on her own. I may be exaggerating a bit since she is only going to be in school for TWO half days. But come on. She will only have ONE first day of her entire education/schooling. This is the beginning.
I also have to admit I'm a bit jealous. I'm going to say it. And I may regret it later. BUT I LOVE SCHOOL. And PART (a small part) of me, wishes that I could be going to school too. Like I have always done. Why?
I love buying school supplies. This year, when I would normally spend $300-$400 on school supplies, I spent about $20. A few supplies provided by our school fairy and a few for her teacher (I could NOT, NOT buy school supplies).
I love my friends. My teacher friends. They get me. Support me. Listen to me. Cheer me on. My best friends are my teacher friends. What am I going to do not seeing them every day? (I am truly dreading this the most.)
I love my students. Old or new. And even the ones that were really hard to like. I always seemed to dig down deep and try and find one likable thing about them (The truth: I've only TRULY not liked like 3 kids. Seriously. And one confronted me years later and told me he was sorry for terrorizing me!! So that one doesn't really count.) Anyways, I love smiling, laughing, cheering with them. And getting to know them.
I love teaching. I love figuring out ways to help kids. My revelations. Their revelations. The joy I get from helping a child and having them appreciate it, gives me hope and satisfaction in my job.
Reality of teaching: Not every day is easy. And every year gets harder. Those that are teachers know what I am talking about. I'm not going to go into details here because that's not important. Just know I am taking a year off because I was burnt out and needed to reconnect with my own kids, husband, and self. And I'm excited. I AM excited to start this year. And it truly doesn't start until September 4th when I would normally be in a classroom in front of 25 or so bright-eyed, well-behaved, nervous kids. Or maybe even Tuesday of this week, when all my teacher friends will be going back---PLEASE miss me, because I will miss you and will think of you Tuesday:o)
I think this has given me insight into how I truly feel about teaching. I half jokingly tell people I don't know if I will go back to teaching. BUT I think deep down I know. I will. Maybe next year. Maybe in two years or five. Who knows? BUT, I will go back. Someday.
Top 10 of the week:
10. My mom made peach cobbler for us this weekend. Gosh it was great. And even better that it was made by my mom. Made me think of fall.
9. My kids are well behaved WHEN they need to be. This past week, we were in the hospital for several hours just before lunch. I like to call it the "witching hour." I kept them entertained and was extremely pleased how well they acted!
8. Grasshoppers poop A LOT. Mal caught one of her "friends" this week. We put it in her bug catcher with a few lettuce leaves (instructions from Jay). Holy Moly. Looked at it today and the whole bottom of the container was POOP. Okay, maybe a bit of an exaggeration. But there was A LOT. Who knew?
7. NO classroom to get ready. Okay, this should probably be farther up on the list. But honestly, I'm not really thinking about it TOO much. I've got other things (or people) on my mind:o)
6. Misc stuff: Clay had his first ice cream cone by himself! Extremely messy. Mal got a letter from her preschool teacher (tickled pink about it). The dead-mouse-smell from inside our bedroom closet is FINALLY gone. Ugh.
5. Visit to a cow farm. Mal LOVED it. Clay enjoyed the dogs:o) My realization--Cows are HUGE.
4. Jay and I went tubing down a river in Watervliet with some friends. It was a blast. Jay's phrase since then, "If I would have known that place was there only 20 minutes from our house, I would have gone there at LEAST twice a year." Needless to say, he really liked it. We will be going back. Probably TWICE a year from now on.
3. Third visit to a new church. Sermon was on money. Put things into perspective. I'd like to do some kind of charity work with the kids. Not sure in what field...but is on my to-do list for THIS year (because the year truly starts in September not January).
2. Went school shopping and had lunch with my little lady. It was a bit trying at first. But we shared lunch together and it felt great. She is growing up and I am so proud to be her Momma. It also amazes me how much she has taught me.
1. The FIRST visit of the school fairy. Caught on video. The most precious, innocent, excitement I have seen in awhile. Like Christmas but even a bit better. What a moment.
(For the past five or so years, the librarian has always read a book about a boy who desired to be on the Dave Letterman show. He would continually write top tens lists and send them to Letterman. It is a great book. Can't remember the name of it right now).
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
My Luck
It's Tuesday. In August. And I've had my full day of work. A few of the highlights today: pulling a purple crayon out of my toddler's mouth (yes, his teeth had crayon pieces in them AND there were teeth marks on the crayon), watching, with my 3 1/2 year old, the tiniest ants I've ever seen marching in and out of their home, and sharing a just-got-up-from-nap moment in my daughter's bed with both kids. Over three months into this stay-at-home mom business and it really just hasn't hit me yet that this will be my ONLY job for the next year or so. Being a teacher, so far it honestly doesn't feel any different than the last few summers (well, of course the exception of my crazy, on-the-go 15 month old boy). BUT, I'm thinking differently. I'm looking at my small world differently. And in the process, have discovered MANY things about this job, my kids, and myself. Some good, some bad, and some that don't fit into either of these categories. And I thought to myself, why the heck not write them down!! Here we go:
The GOOD Things:
(I'm the type of person that HAS to have some sort of organization to my writing. I LOVE headings.)
1. Less food wasted. Yes, I know this may seems trivial to most but I remember days when I was working that I would throw out 3-4 leftover containers. It made me sick and very upset that the food we had prepared was now in the trash. Money going in the trash and food that someone would/could have ate. Now, being home, I'm able to freeze/conserve/eat leftovers. I'm learning the ways of freezing extra leftovers from my mother as well as sister-in-law. AMAZING!! Now, I just need to make sure I eat them from the freezer!
2. More organized. You should have seen my classroom and for those of you that know me, I LOVE to organize. I am taking it to a whole new level in my house (sorry Jay!!) or so I am trying to. I actually sorted through and somewhat organized almost every room in our house AND was able to have a yard sale. Guess where the money went?? Yes, to organize our craft area AND my pictures. It was also astounding to see how many containers/organizers I had in my classroom. Visit my house, and you will see them everywhere (and I didn't have to pay a cent NOW)! This was a few months ago, so I'm not saying it looks exactly the same.
3. Who's the Boss? Me. Who do I answer to? Me. Who grades me? Me. You might as well include my husband and of course our kids. But honestly, I am the one in control of my job now. If I want to skip out on doing a chore for the day (I have one household chore I do every day--so I don't have to clean the WHOLE house in one day and it makes me feel like a part of the house is clean every day:o)) or skip doing a load of wash--I CAN! However, this does exclude feeding the kids and making sure the don't severely hurt themselves (my son's poor head! He can not stay vertical for anything--Man, that could be taken wrong in his future).
4. More ME time. When I was working, I often would skip out on time for myself because I felt like my school job was my "me" time. Any time I had left over, I would spend with our kids and my husband because I didn't want to miss any more time away from them. Now, I can truly have my "me" time without guilt and enjoy it. Little, but great.
5. I can be messy, artsy, funny, silly, loud, quiet, content....all with my kids. I can dance, sing, clean, organize, draw, paint, watch, read......all with my kids.
6. With number 5 comes, HUGS (my son now knows how to give squeezer hugs!!), SMILES (my daughter's can melt my heart), and moments. I could chat with my 3 1/2 year old daughter for hours. And I could cuddle with my 15 month old for as long as he'll let me. LOVE.
The Not-So-Good things:
1. Money. Of course and duh?!?! I can't spend as frivolously as I used to and I have to wait to do and buy things. I also am learning new way of cutting back and how to make a little money here and there. But honestly, so what. So I have to do this now. But it won't last forever (unfortunately?). And I can deal with that.
2. Dirtier HOUSE! Gosh, I had people tell me this, but I never truly imagined how everything gets dirty. The only thing that really bugs me are the floors. I hate black dog hair (more hair because she's in the house more now). It's everywhere. But honestly as I type this, I think again, so what?? Dog hair. I'm ashamed and disgusted by dog hair. There could definitely be worse things. (I vacuum twice a week-my kids love it:o) and I know I probably should do it more but that's all I'm doing).
3. Insanity. Yes, I said it. Some days I feel like I'm losing my mind. AND I have even written on my house calendar (Losing Mind Day). BUT, we all have them. I would be having them if I were working or not. And fortunately, my sanity days outnumber my insanity days. And they are not necessarily days--more like hours? Or minutes? Would have to talk to my daughter on that one. And trust me, I do apologize to her. I am not ashamed to admit when I have shouted or acted in a way I shouldn't have. We all make mistakes and are human. I hope my daughter realizes this and learns from it.
On to my BIG revelations:
1. This is not for everyone. And I will soon find out if it is for me (I'm hoping to discover this by Christmas! We will see!). I had this discussion today with another stay-at-home mom. Everyone chooses to be their own kind of family. Chooses what works and doesn't work for them. This includes many things in the family unit--roles, traditions, organization (told you I'm huge on this), way of doing things. I am learning that I will not be like every stay-at-home mom. This was HUGE for me this week. I finally stopped trying to be the perfect stay-at-home mom and started being the one that was RIGHT for me. What feels right. It's strange to think this now. After three months, I'm now realizing this! HA!
2. I cannot do this alone. I cry, beg, and pay for help:o) Mainly to watch/entertain my kids. I am learning to take up offers and to plan accordingly.
3. I have faith. It is there. I questioned for awhile (not sure how many years). But it is there. We have visited an awesome church the last few weekends. Last week was on why life isn't fair. The three things I took away from it: Be realistic about your life. Do the RIGHT thing anyway. Wait for God's reward. It was perfect timing. Funny how that works isn't it?
Other little tidbits about my kiddos:
1. My kids are SO different in their eating habits. One will eat anything, while the other is the pickiest. One eats more in the morning, while the other eats more in the evenings. One would prefer milk over water, while the other would opt for water. Who knew?
2. My daughter seriously has the best smile. She presses her little lips together, flashes her daddy's dimple, and her eyes seriously gleam. I know this sounds extremely corny, but it makes me smile and warms my heart every time.
3. My son may not say many words but he speaks volumes in other ways. He will do pretty much anything I tell him to, he nods his head yes and no, will sit in my lap and lift up his foot to put his shoes on, will climb onto our couch and "read" to himself (crazy eh??), and many more that I can't even remember. This past week has been a move in the right direction of talking (has said ball several times and if you really listen to him you can make out other words). I am learning to have patience.
And now I must go, my kids are back from their outing with their dad. Just in time to bath them and then I"m off for a much needed evening out with my girls to celebrate a cherished friend's birthday.
One last thing before I go. I looked at my kids today--no REALLY looked at my kids today--and it made me feel lucky.
The GOOD Things:
(I'm the type of person that HAS to have some sort of organization to my writing. I LOVE headings.)
1. Less food wasted. Yes, I know this may seems trivial to most but I remember days when I was working that I would throw out 3-4 leftover containers. It made me sick and very upset that the food we had prepared was now in the trash. Money going in the trash and food that someone would/could have ate. Now, being home, I'm able to freeze/conserve/eat leftovers. I'm learning the ways of freezing extra leftovers from my mother as well as sister-in-law. AMAZING!! Now, I just need to make sure I eat them from the freezer!
2. More organized. You should have seen my classroom and for those of you that know me, I LOVE to organize. I am taking it to a whole new level in my house (sorry Jay!!) or so I am trying to. I actually sorted through and somewhat organized almost every room in our house AND was able to have a yard sale. Guess where the money went?? Yes, to organize our craft area AND my pictures. It was also astounding to see how many containers/organizers I had in my classroom. Visit my house, and you will see them everywhere (and I didn't have to pay a cent NOW)! This was a few months ago, so I'm not saying it looks exactly the same.
3. Who's the Boss? Me. Who do I answer to? Me. Who grades me? Me. You might as well include my husband and of course our kids. But honestly, I am the one in control of my job now. If I want to skip out on doing a chore for the day (I have one household chore I do every day--so I don't have to clean the WHOLE house in one day and it makes me feel like a part of the house is clean every day:o)) or skip doing a load of wash--I CAN! However, this does exclude feeding the kids and making sure the don't severely hurt themselves (my son's poor head! He can not stay vertical for anything--Man, that could be taken wrong in his future).
4. More ME time. When I was working, I often would skip out on time for myself because I felt like my school job was my "me" time. Any time I had left over, I would spend with our kids and my husband because I didn't want to miss any more time away from them. Now, I can truly have my "me" time without guilt and enjoy it. Little, but great.
5. I can be messy, artsy, funny, silly, loud, quiet, content....all with my kids. I can dance, sing, clean, organize, draw, paint, watch, read......all with my kids.
6. With number 5 comes, HUGS (my son now knows how to give squeezer hugs!!), SMILES (my daughter's can melt my heart), and moments. I could chat with my 3 1/2 year old daughter for hours. And I could cuddle with my 15 month old for as long as he'll let me. LOVE.
The Not-So-Good things:
1. Money. Of course and duh?!?! I can't spend as frivolously as I used to and I have to wait to do and buy things. I also am learning new way of cutting back and how to make a little money here and there. But honestly, so what. So I have to do this now. But it won't last forever (unfortunately?). And I can deal with that.
2. Dirtier HOUSE! Gosh, I had people tell me this, but I never truly imagined how everything gets dirty. The only thing that really bugs me are the floors. I hate black dog hair (more hair because she's in the house more now). It's everywhere. But honestly as I type this, I think again, so what?? Dog hair. I'm ashamed and disgusted by dog hair. There could definitely be worse things. (I vacuum twice a week-my kids love it:o) and I know I probably should do it more but that's all I'm doing).
3. Insanity. Yes, I said it. Some days I feel like I'm losing my mind. AND I have even written on my house calendar (Losing Mind Day). BUT, we all have them. I would be having them if I were working or not. And fortunately, my sanity days outnumber my insanity days. And they are not necessarily days--more like hours? Or minutes? Would have to talk to my daughter on that one. And trust me, I do apologize to her. I am not ashamed to admit when I have shouted or acted in a way I shouldn't have. We all make mistakes and are human. I hope my daughter realizes this and learns from it.
On to my BIG revelations:
1. This is not for everyone. And I will soon find out if it is for me (I'm hoping to discover this by Christmas! We will see!). I had this discussion today with another stay-at-home mom. Everyone chooses to be their own kind of family. Chooses what works and doesn't work for them. This includes many things in the family unit--roles, traditions, organization (told you I'm huge on this), way of doing things. I am learning that I will not be like every stay-at-home mom. This was HUGE for me this week. I finally stopped trying to be the perfect stay-at-home mom and started being the one that was RIGHT for me. What feels right. It's strange to think this now. After three months, I'm now realizing this! HA!
2. I cannot do this alone. I cry, beg, and pay for help:o) Mainly to watch/entertain my kids. I am learning to take up offers and to plan accordingly.
3. I have faith. It is there. I questioned for awhile (not sure how many years). But it is there. We have visited an awesome church the last few weekends. Last week was on why life isn't fair. The three things I took away from it: Be realistic about your life. Do the RIGHT thing anyway. Wait for God's reward. It was perfect timing. Funny how that works isn't it?
Other little tidbits about my kiddos:
1. My kids are SO different in their eating habits. One will eat anything, while the other is the pickiest. One eats more in the morning, while the other eats more in the evenings. One would prefer milk over water, while the other would opt for water. Who knew?
2. My daughter seriously has the best smile. She presses her little lips together, flashes her daddy's dimple, and her eyes seriously gleam. I know this sounds extremely corny, but it makes me smile and warms my heart every time.
3. My son may not say many words but he speaks volumes in other ways. He will do pretty much anything I tell him to, he nods his head yes and no, will sit in my lap and lift up his foot to put his shoes on, will climb onto our couch and "read" to himself (crazy eh??), and many more that I can't even remember. This past week has been a move in the right direction of talking (has said ball several times and if you really listen to him you can make out other words). I am learning to have patience.
And now I must go, my kids are back from their outing with their dad. Just in time to bath them and then I"m off for a much needed evening out with my girls to celebrate a cherished friend's birthday.
One last thing before I go. I looked at my kids today--no REALLY looked at my kids today--and it made me feel lucky.
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