We didn’t have many plans for this weekend and it seems like
we were busy all weekend. How does that
happen?
On Saturday we ran errands and decided to go out for
lunch. W was SO well behaved. He sat next to me and had fun checking out
the other people in the restaurant. He
ate lots of chicken and French fries (his favorite). He even reached onto my plate and stole my
fries. J He was perfect. I have so much fun hanging out with that
little man.
Sunday was our usual church/Starbucks routine. W slept while I held him at Starbucks. Watching him sleep in my arms is the sweetest
thing ever. He may be a toddler, but he’s
still my baby (sorry this post is turning so mushy). Then A and I went to check out a potential
preschool for W. I know it’s early, but
this preschool has a program that starts at 20 months. And it’s never too early to begin thinking
about education, right? I think W also
needs to interact with other kids. A and
I both liked the school. The only thing
I didn’t like was the 3-4 year old preschool classes are only 3 hours per
day. I thought it would be longer? It was adorable to see all the little chairs,
little sink, sand table, blocks, costumes, etc.
My aunt watched W while A and I checked out the preschool and A and I
were even able to squeeze in lunch. Our first
lunch date (with just the two of us) since October!
It was a really great weekend.
Tomorrow A has his CF clinic appointment. W and I are going with to keep him
company. Praying the appointment goes
well. The last visit all 3 of us
attended was not a good one.
Health-wise, it was good, but I think A and I gained a reputation. I complained about the survey the clinic sent
out and A was frustrated at always having to answer the same questions (his
answers never change) and possible changes to his medications. I think A now has an asterisk in his file and
a notation as a problem patient. ;) Just kidding.
I want to note all the words W knows before I
forget. He doesn’t say them, but if you
ask him to find said item, he will. Here
goes: books, hat, shoes, doggie (toy), Pete the Cat (story book), Addie, blanket,
jump, and butterfly. I think he also
knows his turtle, piano, and school bus toys.
I tell him to sit in his chair and he does. I can tell him to throw something in the
garbage and he will. He amazes me. Clearly I’ve turned into one of THOSE moms. I’ll stop now. J
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