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For the mommy meme I posted yesterday, I had my nanny take a bunch of pictures…this one didn’t make the cut because Maggie ran away at the last minute.
I promised myself that I wouldn’t get worked up about this because it is so far away…but I. can’t. help. it.
As you may, or may not, know – Logan was born on September 4th. And what is the HARD-SET cut-off date for starting school in our community? You must be 5 on August 31st to start Kindergarten. Ya. He misses by *4* stinkin’ days. (Of course, he turns just 1 this year…but that’s beside the point!!)
As a parent, I have the choice to hold my kid back if I don’t think he’s ready for school. But I DON’T have the choice to start him “early” if I think he’ll be ready? What the hell? As I keep telling everyone, if this kid is anything like his daddy, he’s going to be super smart…so, what if that means he’ll be bored in school, and therefore gets into trouble?
I totally understand that parents aren’t always the best judge of what their kids can and cannot do – most parents think their kids sh*t roses and can do no wrong; but that shouldn’t mean that there’s a HARD-SET cut-off date. What about working with parents who think “hey – perhaps he IS ready” ..? Maybe talk with the pre-school teachers. Wouldn’t they know if the kid should go to school – even if he’s FOUR DAYS too young? Hell – give the kid a test of some sort. They test for everything else under the sun.
So now I don’t know whether to hope that the school system will listen to pleas from me, or if I should hope that Logan WON’T be ready.
I’m no longer strapped to the pump at work. After our staycation, I forgot to pump the last two days. oops. 😦 Most of me is doing a little dance. I no longer have to worry that I’ll forget to lock the door and someone is going to walk in on me (I swear I check that thing 3 or 4 times…). And I no longer have to sit in the cold locker room…in front of a mirror because that’s where the only outlet is…And I no longer have to PUMP!!
But – it also means that I’m giving up the *only* 10 – 15 minutes a day that I was able to read! (no happy dance about that part.)
It also means that Logan is only getting breast milk in the morning and at night. Which is okay – he *is* over 10 months old now. But he’s also not getting a lot of ‘regular’ milk – he doesn’t seem to like it all that much, and he’s really not old enough yet to be getting it anyway. So that means we rely on a lot of very watered down juice throughout the day…and I’m not sure how I feel about that.
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This is actually going to be 2 pictures. The first one is when Burke was about 1- 1/2…he’d just “moussed” his hair up with some pear juice at lunch time.
Pear Juice Mousse
The second one was taken last week. I’d just put Aquaphor onto Logan’s head to try to combat some cradle crap cap. Burke took one look and said “Logan’s a Dinosaur! ROAR!” LOL
DinoLogan
I posted both because the similarities are just crazy! When I took Logan’s picture, I was immediately reminded of the pear juice mousse – but I hadn’t gone back to look at it until right now.