May 22, 2013

WhaThis morning, Ashlin was too hungry for hugs! It may be one sign of the Apocalypse.  She had already had her first breakfast at the house, but it must not have been enough. Ashlin will usually hug everyone at day care when she comes in. Today?  Nope, she had no time for suck niceties. She even walked past two of her favorite teachers.  When Teacher S asked for her hug, Ashlin simply raised her hand and said “hi!”.   She then went right up to the table where breakfast was waiting, picked through the stack of bowls until she found the right one. She held it up like Excalibur and announced “pink one,” grabbed a handful of cheerios from the big bowl and put them in hers. Then she sat down, like a princess, waiting for someone big to pour her milk.

Such a personality.

 

May 17, 2013

Selfie

Teagan’s Selfie

Today we had our first parent teacher conferences. Day Care let me schedule both girls back to back at drop off. It worked out perfectly! After the seemingly endless hugs and kisses the girls ran off for breakfast – they had pineapple! – and we settled into (big) chairs at a table behind a divider.

Other than a few blips, both conferences went well. Teagan knows her letters, shapes, numbers, can write her name. Usually. She needs to want to do it, to focus on it, but often loses her focus. More often than not at day care, there’s something to pull her attention away. She loves to color, do art. Her pictures are detailed and creative – she even included her freckles when she did a self-portrait. A possible solution to her bad nap time behavior may be to have her color after she gets bored reading books to herself. Her teachers say she’s very smart, but easily distracted. Teagan was the first of her classmates to complete a sequencing project, (a rainbow!), and asked if she could color it in. She’s outgoing and quick to make friends. My sweet baby.

weaving

Weaving a web

Ashlin is much like her sister, outgoing and empathetic. She’ll hug everyone as they come in, and as they leave. She made some parents feel better about dropping off their kids as she ran up to hug the crying children, trying to make them feel welcomed. Ashlin is also very smart, knows all her colors, most of the letters and can count to 11 (which she pronounces “luvyoo”). She’s the youngest in the class, and also the smallest, but is right up there with the rest of the kids in her class. Outside, she’ll run laps with them, and although she falls behind, she never gives up but keeps plugging along. Although she’s a little peanut, she has no problem being physical with her classmates. I’m sure the nightly half-naked wrestling matches with her sister at bedtime prepped her to roughhouse with her classmates. The teachers would like her to be a bit more interested in potty training. We’ll do what we can there :D

All in all, good things. We learned a bit about each girl, saw how others see them, how they interact with their teachers and their classmates.

In preparation for Teagan’s 4th birthday, we bought her bed last night. She’s getting too big too fast. They delivered it this morning! Crazy fast! We’ll be swapping out her crib mattress for the full tomorrow, once we get the toddler bed frame converted. She doesn’t know yet…

Also, they both love the “Hamster Dance” song. Save me.

April 25, 2013

So, some random things…

  • In the car Teagan saw a bug of some sort, which she dubbed a cricket. She then went on to tell me that it was crawling on her hand, but when they do, they kiss you when they crawl on your hand.  With their feet.
  • One day when I had to leave early to work in Jersey, I left a note for the girls, and Stu.  On it I asked Teagan to be a good girl at nap time (we are still having issues – sad face), and gave everyone hugs and kisses.  Ashlin asked Stu for the paper, saying “ugg!  Ugg!” and then kissed the paper.
  • Ashlin cannot leave day care, or anywhere else for that matter, without hugging everyone she knows goodbye.
  • She also can’t walk past an open door without closing it.
  • On my drive home from Jersey the other day, Alt Nation played Josie Cotton “Johnny Are You Queer” and I had flashbacks of teasing my friend Tom incessantly.  I’m not sure exactly why the song bothered him, but it did.  My sister also joined in when she was out and the song came on.  I miss Tom.  He’s moved too far away from some of his friends and we don’t see him enough.
  • I finished Ashlin’s car blanket last night, the blanket portion anyway.  I used a crochet bind off, which was easier for me to control the tension, and the cast-off stitches look much better, looser, than those of the scarf.  I will need to work on that.
  • The button hole on the strap is throwing me for a loop – not a hole – unfortunately.  I will get it figured out. Soon.  I’m sure it has something to do with my mirror knitting and Eastern European style.  I moved on to the crocheted shawl for the time being.
Done!  Blanket at least. #knit #blanket

Done!

December 19, 2012

#elephants make good pillows

My poor sick baby.  She’s doing much better today than yesterday, but she’s still not herself.  Yesterday, she was sent home from day care with a 102ºF temp.  The temperature broke sometime last night, before 5am, when she woke up for the day.  Well, at least the first time she woke up for the day.

sick baby on the swings

sick baby on the swings

Stu stayed home with her, I had to go into work.  Her first nap was as I left at 7:30. When she got up, Stu said she was “contrary,” just wanting to lie on the couch with the stuffed elephant, that’s become her best friend, and a blanket.  No milk, no oranges, no toast, no water.  Every question was answered with a “no.”  The two of them spent most of the day watching “Signing Time” and “Timmy Time” and “Yo Gabba Gabba”.  She had some juice – full strength! – in the evening, but was not really in the mood to eat.  Better, but not herself.

Hopefully, the happy little girl will be back tomorrow.  It’s no fun having a sick baby.

October 10, 2012

This is how we ride

This is how we ride

Ashlin got sent home from day care again.  Last Thursday she had a fever, so couldn’t go in on Friday.  We hadn’t realized that she was officially sent home, so when Stu tried to drop her off on Friday morning, they came running the second they saw her come through the door.  Ok, fine.  She was sleepy and easy enough and napped every two hours or so.

Monday, day care was closed.  So I got to spend the day with two lovely ladies.  Who were not sick, and who love to shop.  Today, she supposedly has been exploding.  I picked her up around 3, and didn’t experience one incident of poor containment, of any kind.  She was happy and giggling, eating eggs and graham crackers, asking to watch “puppy” (Blue’s Clues) and Signing Time, and to be tickled again and again.  Not acting sick in the least – no cuddles for me!  But, she can’t go back until Friday.

We may finger paint tomorrow :D

I hope work doesn’t get too upset.

PS.  I’ve decorated for Halloween!

September 5, 2012

20120905-194826.jpgI had been feeling a bit sad hearing about how so many were sending off their kids to preschool for the first time, or to kindergarten.  I had looked around back in the spring and early summer for a local preschool, but hadn’t really found anything.  And day care does a pretty nice job at working academics and stuff.  But still, I felt we were doing Teagan a disservice.  And she really wants to ride on a school bus.

A few weeks ago, I found out that one elementary school in the district – not ours – does a pre-k.  I called and left a message for the administrator to call me back if there was an opening.  I got a call yesterday.  She said there will most likely be an opening, in the afternoon, starting next week.  We could fill in the forms and have Teagan evaluated and she could probably start going almost right away.

I got excited, thinking that Teagan would have a pre-school experience, and finally get to ride on a bus.  We asked to talk to the director of day care, to find out if we could swing it.  Also hoping for a financial break as Teagan would not be in the day care full time.  Well, it turns out that they don’t bus or transport children younger than school age.  Also, Teagan’s tuition would only drop if she was there four hours or less.  Any more than that, she’d be considered full time, and I don’t think the pre-k would have her out of the day care long enough for her day there to be four hours.  Two strikes.  We can’t afford to send her to pre-k on top of a full time day care tuition.

The administrator at the school called me today to confirm the address for the forms, so I took the opportunity to ask about transportation.  They don’t offer transport to the pre-k kids, unless they were special needs.  Although Teagan is special, she’s not special needs.  There’s no way we can get her to and from the pre-k every day.  We probably could manage a few days a week, but nothing on a regular basis.

I haven’t called the administrator back to let her know that we can’t take the theoretical spot.  I worry that she’ll be missing out.  That there’ll be something vital that she can only get at an official pre-k, something we can’t give her, or that the day care can’t.  I worry that she’ll remember we didn’t care enough to give her every advantage.  I worry that it will make Kindergarten too difficult, to large of a transition, to scary.

Then, I remember that this little girl went on the roller coaster with me.  Just once.  But she did it.  I’m sure she’ll get over the scary.  I just have to hope she’ll get over the rest too.

Hopefully, she’ll still be able to be a doctor, like she told Stu.  She wants to fix boo boo’s.

 

August 22, 2012

Fish chasing the frog

Get the frog!

Today as I was getting Teagan into the car, she told me she had a boyfriend. O Rly?

Clipping Ashlin in, I asked her who her boyfriend was.  I knew who she was going to say, she told LaLa last weekend, and LaLa told me.

A is my boyfriend.”

“Oh.  What do you do with your boyfriend?”

“We play together.”

“Oh, that’s nice.  What games to you play?”

“We play Legos.  And I hug him.”

“Oh?”

“Yes, when he gets a boo boo, I hug him, so him feel better. “

“That’s nice of you.”

“Yes.  And I hold him hand.”

“Oh.”

“Does he know he’s your boyfriend?”

“Yes.  We read together.”

“Oh, that’s nice.  Isn’t he older than you?”

“Yes, him an older boyfriend.”

Gotta love that logic.  I hope G isn’t too heartbroken.

 

PS.  Updated the Teagan’s Quips.  LOL!

 

August 20, 2012

Napping at Day Care

Napping at Day Care

 

Teagan was sent home today with this picture.  She napped at day care.  Again.  This is two days in a row for naps at day care.  Crazy.

I think these may be the first naps at day care in over a year, maybe even two years.  Well, except for when she’s been sick and sent home.  She  never naps at day care.  I think they didn’t believe it either, which is why they took a picture, to prove it.

Still.  Teagan napping is so rare that they had to send a picture.  LOL!

Ashlin, who does still nap at day care, is picking up a new word every day or so.  Today’s word, puppy.  She was using sidewalk chalk, when two dogs went by (with a lady walking them, of course).  Ashlin noticed, stopped what she was doing, pointed and said something.  I supplied the correct word – puppy.  She repeated it.  Again.

We waved bye bye to the puppies as they rounded the corner.  Once we came back inside to finish dinner, she told Stu that there were puppies!

Sidewalk Chalk

Sidewalk Chalk

July 2, 2012

This is the best incident report we’ve ever gotten.  Ever.

To be fair, we haven’t gotten too many.  Maybe one for biting, one for hitting or throwing, one or two for not listening.  Most for not listening.  But this one tops them all.

Stu picked her up while I got Ash.  He was very strong, not laughing as he signed the form.  Not laughing as he told Teagan not to throw blocks at other children’s heads, that Captain Hook was a mean man.

I was not so strong when he told me in the car.  I laughed, though quickly smothered the giggles.  I’m such a good mom.  It is too funny though.

We did have a good discussion in the car.  We asked why she threw blocks, and she said she didn’t want to be good, she wanted to be mean.  But she understands that she shouldn’t throw blocks.  Especially at her friends.

Next time, she’ll pretend to be Wendy instead.  Even if her other friends are pretending to be mean ole Captain Hook.  She’s a good girl, not a mean, stinky pirate.

June 21, 2012

20120621-185919.jpgTeagan had a “graduation” today.  It was actually the Fours who were moving up to Kindergarten from the Threes, but they included her and her friend, as they were the only ones who weren’t truly moving up.

Teagan, who loves hats, didn’t want to wear hers for the ceremony.  Then she didn’t want to sit for the whole time.  When they sang “You Got A Friend In Me,” Teagan was distracted and didn’t remember all the words.  Still, it was very cute, and she was very touched that I got there.  Stu stayed home with Ashlin, who we didn’t think should be out more than needed.

I recorded most of it, and took some pictures, this being one of them.  My little miss just wanted to run, it didn’t matter that it was 100° outside.

Anyway.

Watching her dance and interact with the other kids was much more interesting than the ceremony.  It’s always interesting to see her move, talk , be with other people.  She always seems so much older.  She’s getting so big.

Most of the songs, she ran in a circle or spun around, trying to do the moves that DJ/Singer was doing.  You could see her trying to see what she was supposed to do next, see the brain trying to absorb movements and put them to the rhythm.  But for one song, she started dancing like a big girl, booty bounce and one song had a head bop.

She’s getting so big.

I would like time to slow down, thank you.