~1~Kindergarten ain't not joke! Hattie has matured so much this first week in kindergarten. She has to like walk herself to class and like tie her own shoes and open all of her food packets without any help whatsoever! Who knew my child was so capable!?!
I am quickly realizing that our church preschool is a sheltered environment, and I WANT TO GO BAAACK! I miss it. I am having a hard time with the letting go thing. I can NOT imagine how I will leave my child in College Station, Texas (WHOOP!) for her freshman year of college in t-minus 13 years and just drive away. Thank goodness for baby steps!
We had well check-ups Tuesday after school. Who plans doctor appointments on the 2nd day of school? I was already stressed and tired, and then I had to be at the doctor at 4 pm. We waited in the waiting-room for ONE HOUR before they even called our names. Ben was a teething, miserable mess, and the girls teetered back and forth from being hyper to hungry. It was a hard, hard afternoon, BUT I could still see the silver lining: my kids are well, on-track growth and developmental-wise. They are healthy in every way possible. An occasional hard afternoon that wares on my patience is nothing to fuss about......... so I tried not to. Still, I was glad to put everyone to bed early.
This is my current favorite show. Seen it? Most of their experiences are so similar. In the 3 episodes I've seen, the people who died all saw light, except one. That one was enveloped in complete darkness but still felt safe and warm and "home." I just find it so fascinating and a little bit scary.
I just love this picture! Hattie is so tender and maternal with him. I love. it. This picture speaks volumes of why siblings ROCK! :)
Sean bought me a sewing machine two years ago for Christmas, and I just opened it up this past week to try and figure it out because I found something that I both want and feel like I could sew. I spent about an hour with that sewing machine before I got frustrated and walked away (gave up!). This common theme of not being able to follow written instruction just keeps popping up in my life. When will I ever learn!? I'll tell ya when: when someone who knows a thing or two about sewing machines comes over to my house and shows me how to thread it and use it. Any takers? My learning style = reflective observation.
I am going to see The Help this weekend - can't wait! Did you read the book? I did. It was good. I am in a book rut right now. Any suggestions?
She spent all day on Tuesday being a kitty-cat. She told me early in the day that she was a kitty-cat, and her name was Rose, and that was the end of it. She wouldn't break character for anything. It was a loong day trying to figure out what her meows meant. I finally got to a place where I could tolerate all of the licks "kisses" I got on my arms and legs. Her brother was amused atleast :). She is a mess! Such a performer, this one is! I love almost every minute of it!