Back to School x 2

My maternity leave ended today. Jack and Ellie are back in daycare. Well, Ellie is back, Jack is just beginning. Poor Jack. He cannot sleep there. He took like three 15 minute naps today. This from my son who is normally asleep more than he is awake. They told me he was really fussy today. Gee, I wonder why? He fell asleep in the car and only woke long enough for me to nurse him and promptly went back to sleep. 3 hours later and he shows no signs of waking. Daycare is hard on my little man.

Ellie, on the other hand, is thriving. She is so happy to be back with her friends again. Although her teacher did have to talk to me about Ellie's attitude today. Apparently Ellie was pulling her teenager act again...the one where she pretends she is 13 and not 3. It is nice to have someone else dealing with the problem other than me. Maybe Miss Amanda will be more successful.

My students return tomorrow and I am apprehensive about what I will find after leaving them in the hands of a substitute for the past 3 months. I fully plan on revisiting my policies and procedures. Good times.

I wish I could stay home forever, but I realize it is only a few months til summer and then I can return to my days of playing and cuddling and not showering til noon.

Sunday Best: Funny Faces edition

I just love Jack's face in these pictures. Like, please get this child off of me!

"Ellie"

Today I was trying to mentally prepare Ellie for returning to daycare on Moday.

Me: When you go back to school Miss Amanda will teach you how to write your name!
Ellie: I already know how to write my name!
Me: Really? Show me.

So she walks over to her little table and without looking at anything or pausing, quickly writes her name. Holy cow! What else can she do that I don't know about?

Missing

While going through my photos trying to find a good one of Kali for the LOST fliers, I realize so many of them are with Hank. Seeing Hank reminds me of the night we lifted Hank onto a blanket and put him in the back of my car. I could hear him having seizure after seizure as I drove to the emergency vet, praying that he would be okay. I remember the vet taking me into the back room to say goodbye to him before they put him to sleep. I feel like such a failure as a pet owner.

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year! Don't ask me why Jack is so mad about it and appears to be flipping off the camera. Maybe because he is upset about gaining so much weight recently? Maybe he is just worried about our missing dog? Maybe he is mad that his sister got to go do fireworks with Tom and Alex while he was stuck inside with me? Or maybe he is annoyed that he kept getting woken up by three grown adults attempting to play Guitar Hero World Tour (Alex on drums, Tom on mic, and me on guitar)?