Countdown

Yesterday, Micah began his transition up to the Early Preschool classroom at his daycare. Tomorrow, he'll be completely out of the Toddler room and on to bigger and better things. And so far, he doesn't appear to be handling the situation very well.

My biggest worry for this transition was that he will miss his teachers, and after yesterday, it appears to be right on the money. He's had the same teacher since he started there 15 months ago, and he is very attached to her. In fact, he loves her, which has been huge part of why I'm so comfortable with him going there in the first place. I know it's time for him to move up, but it just hurts my heart to know he's unhappy. He loves Ms. Clark, and I don't know how to make him understand what's going on.

In other news, with the PE exam only ten days away...

< paperbag >

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...I've finally buckled down to start studying. I'm still pretty resigned to taking it again in October, but now I have a faint hope that at least they won't take one look at my score and blacklist me from ever becoming a PE. Basically if the problem is based on something I've actually done in my career, then it's coming back surprisingly well. If it's not something I've ever done...well, let's just hope the exam leans strongly towards soils, groundwater wells, and simple shallow foundations, hmmkay?

So much fun

On Sunday, our friends' daughter turned 1. To celebrate, they had a big birthday party at the Little Gym.

This was Micah's first time at the Little Gym, and he had a blast. He loved all the blocks and ramps, and several times climbed up onto the 4-foot-high balance beam all by himself while our backs were turned. The catchable bubbles and all the different balls scattered around were a big hit too.

Micah enjoyed the cake and ice cream of course, but I think we could have left him in the gym and he wouldn't have cared. Between the parachute, the bubbles, and all the stuff to climb on, I'm pretty sure he thought he was in toddler heaven. Poor Todd spent most of the party keeping our child's skull unfractured, although he did get to play with the parachute while Micah ran around everyone shrieking with happiness.

And me? I got to spend a whole hour and a half snapping pictures of my friends and their adorable daughter having a blast and celebrating a major milestone. I honestly can't think of a better way to spend a Sunday afternoon.

Note the implements of torture to his right

This week, I'm going the single-parent route. In the evenings, our typical arrangement is for one parent to cook dinner while the other parent keeps the child from freaking the hell out and/or climbing into the oven or something. But with Todd gone, all I can do is throw the baby in the Cage of Despair while I work to destroy his every hope and dream (or, you know, FEED HIM).

Warm afternoon

Well, it's gone now, but Spring was here for a little while last week. We took advantage of its brief visit by heading outside to play and opening the windows so the cats could bask in the sun.

Still, even though it's been gray, rainy, and cold all week, there are small signs of Spring everywhere. It's just been too miserable to get out with a camera and go looking for them.

New toy!

Dude, I have NO IDEA what happened with this site the last few days. I think they just kind of forgot to renew the domain name, but it also could have been a problem with the warp drive or maybe the annular confinement beam. Whatever, it was probably over my head. Look, I play in dirt for living, okay?

In the meantime, I've been having a blast playing with this site that converts pictures to "old pictures."

Come on, you know you want to try it.