School is Cool

Aid is having an absolute blast at school! He loves it. I got there early the other day to pick him up and got to spy on him a little bit. I watched him excitedly run around the yard with his friends and then grab the teachers hand as they went on a little exploration. To say it was heartwarming is an understatement. It's so nerve racking sending the little thing you love the absolute most off into the world and can only hope that he is cared for and nurtured. Well, at least at this first school he is being cared for and nurtured. It feels good to drop him off and even better to pick him up. Grant was heartbroken for the first few weeks of this new routine. Today was the first day he did not cry and happily said good-bye to his big brother. I think I have him convinced that he gets to do super fun things with mom all on his own. We have yet to just go back home and our days are filled with adventures. It is wonderful to get to spend this time with Grant one on one too. We are all doing very well! And we are all very busy, hence the erratic blogs. Sorry....

Aid's teacher (Laura) sent us some pictures!!

Aid donated some dinosaurs to his school. Their supply was insufficient!

Motley Crew

I know this is a bit of a repeat, but seriously. These four are the cutest little things on the planet.

Jumping Jellybean

School Story

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There is no doubt that Aid is ready for school. He literally sprinted into the building, stopping only to oblige his crazy clingy mom with a photo op from time to time.

(This is his new friend Bradly, who was very happy to see him walk into class!)

I am so very proud of you Aid. I have enjoyed (most) every moment watching you grow up and feel so very lucky that I got to see all of it.

Here are some pictures of the outside playground area. They really don't do it justice.

The goats...

The rabbits...

And the chickens. There are also ponies (and pony rides that I hope I can stay and watch since there is an open door parent policy!) and llamas that Aid excitedly told us he got to pet and feed today!

The pool....(?!)

 

The cabin house....

As one friend pointed out, Aid could possibly have a hard time downgrading to public school next year! This place is crazy! (Thank you Grandma and Grandpa B for making this possible!)

So anyway, we dropped off Aid and Grant got mommy all to himself. And he kicked her ass....

And got to play with all of Aid's things....

It was very sweet when these two were reunited. They ACTUALLY missed each other.

And then they both passed out.

The End.

STUBBORN

Grant. Sigh.

I'm not sure where this child came from. From the moment he entered the world I have referred to him as my force of nature. And he continues to live up to this reference.

Tonight in the bath, he began using different cups to fill up water, gulp it, then spit it out at Aid. The first time me and Aid both giggled and then asked him to stop.

Do you think he stopped?

His spitting of water only got more intense and he yelled "NO!" back at me when I repeatedly asked him to stop. So then I began taking the cup that he was using away from him and out of the bathtub. This technique has always been effective with Aid and will make him lose his mind.

Do you think Grant cared?

Nope. He calmly looked for another cup. I took it away. He found another. Took it away. He began using toys that could hold a small amount of water. Took them away. I basically removed every single toy that could hold water.

Do you think this stopped him?

Grant looked at me, gave me this little coy little smile and put his head down into the water. He came up with a mouth full of water....

and spit it at me.

I couldn't help but giggle as I pulled him out of the bath. Stinker.

Happy Anniversary to Us

They say that a girl's first male role model is her father. Her relationship with him will help determine not only how she sees herself, but what type of relationship she will be in. She will look for similar characteristics in a partner that her father possesses or, perhaps, exact opposite ones.

I have an amazing father. He is strong, warm, funny, and incredibly loving. I have never for one moment doubted how much he loved me. 

And then I met Bob. Who on paper is so very different from my Dad. He hates golf. Listens to different music. Looked like a Neil Young knock off when I met him.  And while he has athletic ability would much rather spend the day at a poetry slam then a sporting event. But I still loved him and found myself always giggling (and crying) with my girlfriends about why I loved this strange person so much.

As we go through this journey with one another, albeit often a bumpy journey with us, I am realizing why no matter what we go through I don't want to be with anyone else.

Because he makes me feel beautiful when I'm not feeling beautiful. And he makes me laugh when I really don't want to laugh. And he thinks I am smart and funny. And even though we have our ups and downs and have gone through some dark moments with one another....I have never for one moment doubted his love for me.

So I guess I did get someone just like my Dad.

I love you honey. And thanks Dad.