With one full week of kindergarten under his belt we have discovered a few things.
1. Liam is still a shy kid who has a hard time making friends at first. He is remembering their names but hasn't quite made any true buddies yet. I'm sure in a month this will change as this is his normal routine.
2. When Dad tells you to follow all the other kids into school after riding the bus in the morning you listen. Even if that means you go into the cafeteria instead of the gym to line up with your class. And if the kid in front of you gets in line to eat breakfast you do that too because Dad told you to follow him. Go ahead and eat that cinnamon roll because that's what the kid in front of you ordered even though you literally ate breakfast an hour ago at home. *sigh*
3. When Mom gives you money for milk to drink with your lunch and tells you to give it to whomever is giving you the milk do not come home with the same fifty cents that you had in the morning. Especially if you tell Mom that you did indeed drink milk for lunch but no one asked you for money.
4. Always try to go to the bathroom before you get on the bus. Always.
5. Your mom is so excited to see you when you get home I immediately want to kiss your entire face and hold your hand the whole way home but Mom is learning that when there are still other kids around that is not cool. I am resisting squeezing you until we get inside the house.
I know we have so much more to learn about this whole school thing but we are learning. Learning about who to follow into school in the morning. Learning about who pays for lunches and also learning that Liam's teacher seems amazing. I am so excited that he is in her class. This year is going to be great!
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Saturday, August 27, 2016
Wednesday, August 24, 2016
First day of kindergarten
Last week Liam had his first day of kindergarten. He was so excited! A little bit nervous as well but mostly excited.
We drove to the school, parked a block away and began the hardest walk of my parenting journey to date. Tears were beginning at my eyes as I thought about this little boy whom I have watched grow up. And then I told myself to yoga breathe and keep it together because HE was so excited. As he stood in his classroom line waiting to go into those very big doors I graciously accepted a conversation with a fellow parent so I could stop thinking about how my biggest baby is no longer my baby. And then that ended and I was forced to again confront my very pregnancy driven hormonal feelings. I gave him a hug, told him to have the greatest day and watched him walk away. Then I walked back to my car making the ugly cry face.
Liam had a great first day. I got to hear all about his teacher, his classmates, recess and his lunch when we got home that day. I am so happy that he is doing so well with this giant milestone.
He was ready and so now I am too.
Trying to make me laugh by wearing his backpack backwards.
Wednesday, August 17, 2016
Wrapping it up
Liam played T-Ball again this summer and loved every second of it. When I explained that it was his last week of the season and that he only had two games left to play he was very sad and said he wanted to sign up again for T-Ball next week. When I had to explain that T-Ball is a summer sport only and that he would have to wait until next summer to play again he got even more sad.
Liam has also been working hard at losing more teeth. He lost his second lower central incisor (P)almost a month ago and his upper central incisor has been loose for a few weeks now as well. (E)
In July we went on a mini family vacation with my family to Sheboygan, Wisconsin. The kids had so much fun with their cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents at the waterpark, on the beach, at the BookWorm Gardens and learning how to play UNO. I love that my family has started taking these little vacations so the kids (and all of us) can have these memories. I am extremely thankful that Evan and I missed the four hour fishing excursion on Lake Michigan that proved to be extremely choppy and only produced two fish, but lots of seasickness for those involved.
What a great vacation!
I'm always sad to see summer leave us. It is my favorite season by far so here's just a few more good pictures.
New starts and new worries
He is ready. I know that he is ready for kindergarten so how come I'm not ready.
We met his teacher.
He took all of his school supplies to his classroom.
He got to see where his "workstation" is. (what happened to the word desk)
He found his book cubbie, his mailbox, his "locker" and where he is supposed to line up in the morning once he has gotten to school.
He observed his new classmates. (I encouraged him many times to say hi to his new friends and he just stared at me and shook his head no)
I'm not ready.
How can I get over the idea of putting him on that bus and trusting that he will make it to the school, he will walk to the gym, he will stand in the right line, he will go to the right classroom and that he will not be afraid to ask for help if he gets lost. I think on Friday I may put him on the bus, get in my car, drive to the school and hide behind the bushes and watch for him. This could be a bad idea as I'm sure someone will call the cops on me and accuse me of wanting to kidnap a child. I'm also not sure how easily I can hide considering my description would be the giant pregnant lady with the 2 year old girl who kept trying to run away from her.
I'm not ready.
How can I be sure that he eats all of his lunch and am I supposed to be giving him milk money? If they give him the choice of white or chocolate he is going to choose chocolate milk every time. Who will be there to say, "Liam I think we both know that your mother would disapprove of you drinking chocolate milk for the third day in a row. And don't even think about drinking that juice over there. It will rot your teeth out."
I'm not ready.
Who will be there to tell the bully to stop picking on my child? Who will be there to tell Liam to stop being the bully and to be nice and share? Who will he sit next to on the bus? Will he know what bus stop to get off at?
I'm not ready. Clearly I am "that mom" that every kindergarten teacher dreads. But I also can't wait.
I can't wait to see how excited he is going to be to ride the bus for the first time. I can't wait to see him get off the bus and hear all about his day. I can't wait to hear about his new friends and what they did to make him laugh. I can't wait to see how much smarter he will get because his new teacher seems really awesome and nice.
I'm not ready but I can't wait. This year is going to be awesome!
We met his teacher.
He took all of his school supplies to his classroom.
He got to see where his "workstation" is. (what happened to the word desk)
He found his book cubbie, his mailbox, his "locker" and where he is supposed to line up in the morning once he has gotten to school.
He observed his new classmates. (I encouraged him many times to say hi to his new friends and he just stared at me and shook his head no)
I'm not ready.
How can I get over the idea of putting him on that bus and trusting that he will make it to the school, he will walk to the gym, he will stand in the right line, he will go to the right classroom and that he will not be afraid to ask for help if he gets lost. I think on Friday I may put him on the bus, get in my car, drive to the school and hide behind the bushes and watch for him. This could be a bad idea as I'm sure someone will call the cops on me and accuse me of wanting to kidnap a child. I'm also not sure how easily I can hide considering my description would be the giant pregnant lady with the 2 year old girl who kept trying to run away from her.
I'm not ready.
How can I be sure that he eats all of his lunch and am I supposed to be giving him milk money? If they give him the choice of white or chocolate he is going to choose chocolate milk every time. Who will be there to say, "Liam I think we both know that your mother would disapprove of you drinking chocolate milk for the third day in a row. And don't even think about drinking that juice over there. It will rot your teeth out."
I'm not ready.
Who will be there to tell the bully to stop picking on my child? Who will be there to tell Liam to stop being the bully and to be nice and share? Who will he sit next to on the bus? Will he know what bus stop to get off at?
I'm not ready. Clearly I am "that mom" that every kindergarten teacher dreads. But I also can't wait.
I can't wait to see how excited he is going to be to ride the bus for the first time. I can't wait to see him get off the bus and hear all about his day. I can't wait to hear about his new friends and what they did to make him laugh. I can't wait to see how much smarter he will get because his new teacher seems really awesome and nice.
I'm not ready but I can't wait. This year is going to be awesome!
She's not my baby anymore
Caroline is 2. And in case I thought I could hold onto my petite baby forever she is continually proving me wrong and growing up left and right.
She now insists on climbing into her car seat and if I forget and try to place her into it myself I am greeted with a massive tantrum and big crocodile tears and her saying, "I do it! I climb! I do it!"
She now goes potty almost every single morning before getting her diaper on. Her nighttime diaper is still wet and throughout the day she doesn't tell us that she has to go potty but it's definitely progress. She clearly gets her stubbornness from me because on days when it takes longer than a couple minutes to do her potty time and we try to tell her she has ran out of time she throws a massive fit and will run back to her potty and sit on it until she does her business. Note to self: we need to get her up earlier on days she has to go to the babysitter.
She loves to draw and color on anything and everything that is lying around on the table. (including bills) She will happily doodle while I make dinner and many times she also sings to herself.
She has now figured out that there are many times that Liam fibs to get her into trouble and so now she has started doing it as well. She has not figured out yet that she should look to see if I'm watching first before making her claim that Liam hit her and so far her fibs have proved to be fruitless but I'm sure it won't be long before she figures this out as well.
She can count to 12. Leaving out 4 of course.
She now insists on climbing into her car seat and if I forget and try to place her into it myself I am greeted with a massive tantrum and big crocodile tears and her saying, "I do it! I climb! I do it!"
She now goes potty almost every single morning before getting her diaper on. Her nighttime diaper is still wet and throughout the day she doesn't tell us that she has to go potty but it's definitely progress. She clearly gets her stubbornness from me because on days when it takes longer than a couple minutes to do her potty time and we try to tell her she has ran out of time she throws a massive fit and will run back to her potty and sit on it until she does her business. Note to self: we need to get her up earlier on days she has to go to the babysitter.
She loves to draw and color on anything and everything that is lying around on the table. (including bills) She will happily doodle while I make dinner and many times she also sings to herself.
She has now figured out that there are many times that Liam fibs to get her into trouble and so now she has started doing it as well. She has not figured out yet that she should look to see if I'm watching first before making her claim that Liam hit her and so far her fibs have proved to be fruitless but I'm sure it won't be long before she figures this out as well.
She can count to 12. Leaving out 4 of course.
She went down the water slide all by herself at the waterpark.
There is no denying it; she is 2 and most definitely a big girl.
Thursday, August 4, 2016
Baby talk
The other day Liam and I were hanging out and I could feel the baby moving around.
M: do you want to feel the baby kick?
L: ok! Wow! The baby is already so strong! I bet when the baby comes out of your belly he will be able to lift me above his head!
M: well I don't think so.
L: I bet the baby will be able to lift YOU over his head! What if you're having a superhero baby!
This kid makes me giggle. After all these years it's still all about superheroes.
In other baby news Liam insists that this baby is a boy. We actually aren't going to find out the sex of the baby although I think Evan would love to know.
Liam says that he wants a brother because a brother will be nice to him. Unlike his sister who beats him up. I'm beginning to try to prep him that the baby could be a girl just so that he won't be devastated when he comes to the hospital to meet his new sister.
This face! He was laughing so hard every time he felt the baby kicking!
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