(I wrote this yesterday)
The Boy hasn't been wanting to go to preschool the last little bit. Last week I didn't force it, but when he said last night that he didn't want to go today, I started probing. A few classes back he accidentally poked another little boy in the eye. The teacher didn't mention it, we know because the Boy told us later. But when Hubby asked him again this morning why he didn't want to go, he ran through what happened again. Poor guy felt so bad, he didn't want to face his friend.
The snow started this morning and all I've heard since it started was "I want to go to the backyard." Both boys wanted to make footprints in the new snow. And since Hubby left with the Boy, Boy2 has been bugging me to go the church for coffee. "Yes, it's time NOW!" "Do we need to stay home and have a nap? Am I yelling at you?" Oof!
Yesterday I had Boy2 in underwear all day (pull-up at nap time) and we did an extra load of laundry because of it. But when he pooped in the under pants this morning, Hubby looked at me and said "I don't think he's quite ready for this." Maybe we'll try again next month....
My beautiful Girl has been talking alot, too. And inching her way across the floor. She wants to be mobile so badly!
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