Avery:
She goes to school two days each week and I'm not ashamed to say that it's the best 6 hours of my week. I have the entire house to myself, no interruptions. I paint while listening to my podcasts or watching my shows in complete peace. 12:15 comes to fast. Avery loves school and has not cried once after drop off. She got stickers last week because she went pee and poop on the potty! I couldn't believe it but they said she asked! She's peed several times over the last few weeks but never #2. If the school can potty train her, they can have all my money.
So much progress on the sleep front. She's often sleeping through the night and when she doesn't, she goes back to sleep quickly. And at bedtime, no more throwing up or herself out of bed. At worst, she cries for a minute but has generally been staying in her bed. This does very good things for my psyche. With long naps, she still stays up late and relishes the time with her parents after her brothers are in bed.
Jackson:
Jackson goes to preschool four days a week and his favorite part is "lunch bunch" with his friends. He'd always been denied that last year because it didn't jive with Averys nap schedule, but he's relishing it this year. He continues to be the sweetest boy on the planet and makes me laugh daily. This morning I put a sparkly black hairbow in Averys hair thinking she would take it out like the last 50 times but she wanted it on. I told her it didn't really go with her outfit (Nike shorts and Nike shirt), and Jackson chimed in, "But black matches everything!" Touché
Brady:
Brady's crushing first grade. He's loves friends and grasps any and all independence we give him. He loves walking around the neighborhood "looking for friends" and much to Brady's delight, our house has become a bit of a hub for boys coming and going. He loves play sports, he loves friends, and really love his friends at playing sports with him.
Our neighbor, who speaks Korean and basically no English, is a gold coach and after seeing the boys hit gold balls in the front yard, offeted to give Brady golf lessons in his backyard (conveniently the neighbor across the street speaks Korean which is how that message ever came across). The plan was for our across the street neighbor to translate, but Brady took it upon himself to ask out next door neighbor if he could golf one afternoon. Eric was gone and I became the translator, which is problematic because I speak 0% Korean.
Thankfully, while not a good golfer myself, I have gotten some instruction, so I sort of knew what he was trying to tell Brady. He basically knew the words "good" and "no good" and was not afraid to bark the latter at Brady. Brady took the instruction very well even though I think he was expecting more hitting the ball and less practice swings. After about two minutes, Jackson turned to me and said, "mommy I don't want a turn."
Neither do I, Jackson.
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