May 18, 2010
Last day of preschool. Why does this make me cry? I can't bare to look at their teachers or the bus driver. The boys thrived this year in absurd ways. They barely spoke last fall and now we know letters and counting, sizes, colors, same and different, we can dress ourselves, and well, you name it. Oh, well, OK, so Tsega cares little for letters and hasn't bothered to pick up very many - he'd rather talk and sing, act out Disney movies, and go on and on about Emileah, and that's OK.
We still have way to go. But 3 things reassure our success: (1) The boys are one of a kind crazy unique . . . they shine; (2) They're popular with adults and kids; (3) They're smarties. . . .They still don't talk much, but they are working those big brains.
Is it me or is there a Jesus-like quality in their poses?
I'm worried about summer and regression. I mean, I gotta worry about something, right? But right now I'm glad we can lax a little on bed time and sleep in longer. Starting my day at 6:30 and dragging kids out of bed . . . not good. (Of course on Saturdays they were always up and in our room by 6:00!)
But you know what's really great right now? Ohhh, don't jinx it! The kids are in some crazy laid back easy going mood right now. I don't even remember yelling or getting crazy annoyed in at least a few days. Sweet. I blame the sun and its warmth. The sun and our new slide. We love love our new slide. You must see it. Except I fly down like a rocket and it tickles my stomach and the boys grab on to me and ride me like a sled . . .
Lie. Before I got around to finishing this blog we got cranky. Jinxed by colds and tiredness before I even posted. Let's get there again . . .
Oh, and since I have neglected my blog lately, I have a secret to share. We're moving to Washington DC this fall for one year. Shocking! More soon . . .