Bugs

So, another thing he has picked up from school is a cold. Er, well, colds. We are now on the 4th week and he is on his 2nd cold since starting. Which means I've had 2 colds in 4 weeks also. Fun. I knew he would be getting sick because he's been so protected being the only kid at his in-home daycare. But twice in one month! C'mon. I didn't realize little ones were such big germ farms. Poor guy has a nasty congested cough and a runny nose today.

School: 3 weeks in

Well...uh...well it's been different. I know there is an adjustment period. He's in a new place, new people, new routine.

We are 3 weeks in and the drop-offs are horrible. He cries and clings and the sad face stays with me all day. I cry as I walk back to my car. Today though....today the teacher suggested I stick around and peek into the classroom a couple minutes after I leave him. So I did. He was fine! He wasn't crying, he was eating his breakfast and looking at the other kids. It literally took him a minute or 2 to calm down and settle in. I was amazed.

Picking him is also a different thing. He gets very upset when other parents come to get their kids before I get there. So, when I arrive he is hysterical. He sees me and runs to me, crying. I pick him up and he stops, plays with my necklace and lays his head down on my shoulder.

All in all, he is surviving. He isn't napping very well though. One 45 minute nap is not enough. So we have rough evenings with a cranky toddler. I hope he starts to take a longer nap. It's hard making dinner when he's literally screaming at my feet. Screaming in the tub and screaming as we get him dressed. Maybe he needs a little nap before dinner.

Initially, I was so upset by his crying that I vowed to take him out and send him back to the sitter's (his comfort zone). Veteran mama's just kept urging me to give this a chance. It's good for him in the long run, they said. Socialization, learning, new experiences, outdoor play etc. I think they are right.

He's picked him something new....he lets his body go limp if you try to hold his hand and guide him where he doesn't want to go. Ugh. It's frustrating. I just keep my cool and let him lie on the ground and walk away. He eventually follows me.

Little rat. I love him.

The Switch

We are making the transition between in-home daycare to a daycare/pre-school type facility. The decision was easy. Evan's little daycare buddy moved away a few weeks ago so he has been alone at his current care provider's home. My kid is very social, let me tell you. He loves to be around people and other kids. So, I started looking into daycare/pre-school's. We got on a waiting list for this really great place where they thought we'd be in by January. I was bummed but thought it was worth the wait.

I got the call this week. THE CALL. There's an opening now. Holy moly.

We did a little visit today. Just a quick one hour visit where I dropped him off and he got to explore the new environment. I had to leave....it hurt my heart to think about how he might feel being left in an unfamilar place. I put him down, he walked away then ran back to hug my legs then walked away again. I left the classroom and felt that sinking feeling and holding back tears.

I came back an hour later. Peeked in on him. Oh. My. Goodness. He was sitting at a little table in a little chair eating snacks with the other kids! It was such an amazing sight. They were all jabbering away and drinking their milk and eating thier crackers. Warmed my heart and solidified my decision to make this switch. The teacher said he did great, didn't even cry.

But. I ruined it. He saw me peeking in and burst into tears and ran to me. He had these big, sad tears. I think I reminded him that I had left him there so it was like a delayed reaction.

I really believe he needs a more stimulating day with social and educational skills. This place will totally achieve that.

I am beyond excited. He'll begin going soon!

First Haircut!

What a milestone. Evan's hair was getting looong. In his eyes, over his ears and mullet action in the back. I loved those wispy little hairs but....they had to go. So, we headed out to have them handled. He was pretty good but very wiggly so the back is a little crooked but....it's hair, it'll grow back. He looks like a little man now! And oh-so-handsome....probably the most adorable kid you've ever seen (okay I'm slightly biased). See for yourself!

Before:

 After:

All in all, a success!

Dun Dun Dun....

It's happening. Each day it unfolds before my eyes.

He's walking.

It started with the cruising and he would take a short jolt to the next piece of furniture. Then it was a few very shakey steps. Now. NOW. It's like 8 steady steps on his own. On his OWN! This is blowing my mind to smithereens. Each day his balance is getting better and he focuses really hard. He has been so excited about his new trick that it's hard to get him to take a nap or go to bed at night. He walks with a huge open-mouthed smile on his face. So proud.

He's 11 months now and so independent. Stay tuned for his 11 month old post to hear about all his wonderful tricks.

i thought i was being sneaky

So, I go into Evan's room about 20 minutes after John put him down for bed tonight. I notice his lullaby CD was skipping. I look at Evan and his eyes are closed. Ok, I must be safe, I'll just tip toe over and hit the "stop" button.

It's fairly dark in there so I have to concentrate on find the button. I find and turn to leave. Then, I see Evan standing up looking over the crib railing smiling at me! It was seriously so cute. He was quiet about it, too. He just stood there smiling at me with those adorable teeth.

I was actually glad he was awake. John fed him and rocked him a bit before putting him down and I didn't have a chance to kiss him good night. So, I was glad to see his smiling face and I rocked him a bit and he just kept smirking and smiling at me.

I'm positive my heart will explode from the love I have for this kid.

Crazy Hair

Oh my. Oh my! Evan woke up like this from his nap last weekend:

He's always had perfect hair. This is the very first time he's had crazy hair!

I woke him up accidentally. He wasn't happy. I'm a mean mama. I couldn't stop laughing at his hair!