Growing up

WA, is graduating from Kindergarten on Saturday. Usually parent's get this "nooooo, freeze time, freeze time!" feeling when their kids graduate from pre-school. WA went to a private Kindergarten run by our daycare, a choice I still do not regret, but it sort of puts us one year behind on the feeling of semi-meloncholy that comes when you realize your baby is growing up. I am so proud of him. He really has grown and matured over the past year and it's amazing how much he learned. Next year he will start first grade in our town's public school system and he's viewing it, at the moment, with some curiosity and excitement. I am too. But I'm also certain I'm going to miss dropping him off, getting glimpses of interaction with his little buddies and having a daily exchange with his teacher. Entering the public school system feels like one small, and age appropriate, step toward becoming more independent. It's definitely exciting and I'm curious to see how he does in this new environment, but truth be told makes me a little sad....and it's not even September yet!

ITCHY!

I have posion ivy. I don't remember the last time I had it (well over 25 years ago) and it's easy to forget just how darn itchy this rash is. Holy moses. Yesterday I picked up IA and in the process her body gave my arm a good rub. I can not tell you how good that felt. It must be similar to the bliss a cat gets from a scratching post. I wanted to do it again. But instead I've been gooping on Calamine lotion (does that smell ever bring back memories!) and trying to keep my mitts off. Every now then then I cheat and rub the rash through my sleeve, I just can't help it! My internet sleuthing says this lasts 7-15 days. I'm on day 8 and I may have to straight jacket myself.

I hat you!

Last night WA got in trouble for hitting his sister. Hitting isn't something we tolerate so the hubby and I were stern, but fair, in handling the situation. WA apparently did not agree.

I am actually glad to see this for a few reasons

1. I believe it's a healthy expression of anger (it certainly beats using your hands)

2. I feel like it's a parental right of passage (i remember getting an email with similar image from my brother when his daughter wasn't a big parent fan)

3. I can't get enough of WA's phonetically spelled notes 

I'm not thrilled with the choice of the word hate (or "hat" as it may be), but I get it. Sometimes I "hat" situations too, life's like that at any age I suppose. 

Awesome!

Last night the hubby gave IA and WA a bath. During the summer WA sometimes gets a little heat rash or an innocuous itch around his privates. So before the hubby scrubbed them up he asked "WA, how's your penis?". WA immediately, and rather exuberantly, answered "AWESOME!". There was just no way to keep a straight face after that!

Mommy and me tea party

This week IA's class had a tea party for all the mommies to celebrate Mother's Day. I have to say it was adorable (as somewhat illustrated by the pic) and really a nice time. IA was excited and shoving cookies and crackers on her friend Ethan's plate (her future husband/boyfriends better like a strong willed lady!). I just noticed that IA was extremely coordinated with the table, yeah I planned that.

The sneak baby

Have you ever had a friend who had a baby and you totally didn't even know they were pregnant? In the days of Facebook this is harder and harder to pull off. Someone usually spills the beans by posting something preggo related on the expectant mother or father's wall. Well, I'd like to congratulate my friend Kurt for pulling a baby fast one, what I like to call "the sneak baby". He and his wife Meg gave birth to an adorable little one this past week and I was shocked to find out. I'm not sure I'd have the willpower not to e-blab about it for 9 months. Well done KE!

Shoot me up

Today, in the ongoing knee saga, I got a shot of cortisone to the knee. After months of physical therapy, icing and taping it wasn't getting any better so we took the next step. In many ways it reminded me a lot of getting an amniocentesis (minus the faint husband). They numbed the exterior of the knee, ultra sounded it as the doctor stuck a, larger than expected, needle straight in. It didn't hurt as much as I expected, but it's definitely tender now. I really hope this helps calm things down enough so it can heal. I want to exercise in the worst way (not to mention walk down a set of stairs with out feeling like a gimp). Keep your fingers crossed for me!