Lately I feel like I've had to herd my cats all over hell's half acre, and that isn't far from the truth. Between Sam's school and various therapies, play dates for Sloane, and the stuff of life, we have been spending a lot of time in the car lately. And the kids have been cracking me up with some of their "isms".
Sloane: "Mom! Quit singing! You sound like a cat."
Sloane: "Mom. I neeeeed you to stop for chocolate milk, or my hair is going to fall out."
Sam: "Mom, I don't need you to come up to Miss Kelly and Kaffi (Kathy) today. I can go. And I want red pizza. Bye."
Sam: "Who is that guy?"
Me: "I'm not sure honey, he's just walking."
Sloane: "He needs a shower and some Toy Story bubbles."
Sloane: "Mom! Mom! MOM! My feet stink."
Sam: "I smell?"
**stretches foot over**
Sam: "Yuck"
Sam: "Mom, I peed on the tree at school."
Me: **facepalm** I'm sure Miss Kelli and Miss Kathy are sooo impressed.
Not in the car, but Sloane also had a doozy this week. She came up to me, covered in syrup from head to toe from breakfast and said "Mom! I am a hot ass mess. Where's the washcloth?" Yes daughter. Yes you are. :)
I anticipate an interesting year and more to come as the months wear on. :)
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Sam's First Day
Today was a big milestone in my life, and my son's. It was Sam's first day of preschool in a regular classroom.
Actually, it was the second day of school, but it was Sam's first because he skipped the first day to come to my class reunion. Yes, I know, Mother of the Year. :)
So anyway, we got up and got dressed, and packed his school bag, and got in the car. He was excited to see Miss Kathy and Miss Kelli, and laughed with joy when his therapists Miss Janice and Miss Mindy came in to be with him. I was confident he was in good hands, and when I picked him up today he had already made 2 pictures to grace our hallway with. He was happy. He had a wonderful day. He wants to go every day and see his new friend Zoe.
I have mixed emotions. Firstly, I don't know why, but I never thought this day would come...the day where I am comfortable and confident to leave Sam in someone else's care. To be taught by people who know better about what he needs than his mom. To enjoy spending time with just my daughter, while my son learns about things I've never taught him, by people who love him as much as I do. It's heartwarming, and sad, and happy, and scary, and hopeful...all wrapped in to one heart. Mine.
Sloane begged to stay at school with Sam, so it won't be long before she is in a Parents Day Out program, and I am awash with free time I never anticipated having so soon. My kids are growing up. I can't stop time, but we are reveling in the changes in our household, and I am stocked up on Kleenex for my onion paper heart.
Actually, it was the second day of school, but it was Sam's first because he skipped the first day to come to my class reunion. Yes, I know, Mother of the Year. :)
So anyway, we got up and got dressed, and packed his school bag, and got in the car. He was excited to see Miss Kathy and Miss Kelli, and laughed with joy when his therapists Miss Janice and Miss Mindy came in to be with him. I was confident he was in good hands, and when I picked him up today he had already made 2 pictures to grace our hallway with. He was happy. He had a wonderful day. He wants to go every day and see his new friend Zoe.
I have mixed emotions. Firstly, I don't know why, but I never thought this day would come...the day where I am comfortable and confident to leave Sam in someone else's care. To be taught by people who know better about what he needs than his mom. To enjoy spending time with just my daughter, while my son learns about things I've never taught him, by people who love him as much as I do. It's heartwarming, and sad, and happy, and scary, and hopeful...all wrapped in to one heart. Mine.
Sloane begged to stay at school with Sam, so it won't be long before she is in a Parents Day Out program, and I am awash with free time I never anticipated having so soon. My kids are growing up. I can't stop time, but we are reveling in the changes in our household, and I am stocked up on Kleenex for my onion paper heart.
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