Today was the first day of my search for H's new caregiver. It consisted of only 2 people. I canceled a woman whom I was meant to meet up with "at the starbucks on alpines" as she put it. When I replied asking her for a cross street to said 'bucks she answered "you don't know where alpines is?". Call it motherly or human intuition but I'm guessing our communication styles do not match up.
The next lady ended up being a 13 min drive away from the house. The slip and slide that slipped into the road was a red flag. The chihuahua that "ignored the babies" ended up jumping up and down on H was another. Yes she meant well, but her house was sorely ill equipped for any toddler. Away we went.
The last lady, a grandma, called us into the house as she was washing up her grandson who was painting. Immediately there was both a cat and a lap dog at my heels. Sigh. However, after the initial let down of animals (small ones) I got to look around and see the active, jabbering 19 mo old boy show us around the house. H was out of my arms in a minute and after being licked clean by the dog he was in the toys throwing balls around. I stayed there for an hour and it was nice. Just the two little guys playing peek a boo and chucking toys at each other. We left with vanilla wafers in our hands as they waved bye bye from the porch. Kind of precious.
Three more tomorrow.
As a side note I made H laugh so hard today we were both dying for a solid ten minutes. Days like this make it hard to be okay with going back to work.
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Thursday, July 14, 2011
Monday, November 8, 2010
A Magic Bear Suit
Aunt Katie sent me a picture of Baby H last Thursday. It looked like he had been swallowed up by a brown bear, she bought him the cutest bear suit ever. And he LOVES it. Jon calls it his magic suit because once in said suit he almost instantly falls into a deep slumber, wherever he may be lying at that moment. Jon was getting ready for their morning walk and but Harrison down on his playmat. He came back 5 minutes later to a slumbering bear, hands up and at peace :) I'll have to upload those pictures soon.
Also he is now a 6 month old baby! He has tried the following foods: rice and oatmeal cereal, sweet peas, carrots, sweet potatoes, and butternut squash. He LOVES the carrots and thinks very little of the squash. Sadly that is the only one I actually prepared myself...oh dear.
So the bear starts a new adventure tomorrow. He begins day care at a center about 10 minutes from my work. It seems very nice, and I'm glad it's so so close. But I am still avoiding thinking of how it will feel to drop him off tomorrow :(
Yesterday I compiled ALL my paperwork, transcripts and such for the SECOND application for my teaching certificate in Michigan. I also added the rejection letter I got last year (complete with misspellings and my name as MR. Randall) highlighted and footnoted. Just so my friends in Lansing can understand more clearly that I should be given my certificate. I don't want to think of what happens if it is once again rejected. I am not destined to be a parapro for that much longer...
Also my friend Kathryn ran the ING NYC Marathon yesterday! She finished in style and I am so so motivated to make next year be my marathon year (for real this time). :) We'll see!
Also he is now a 6 month old baby! He has tried the following foods: rice and oatmeal cereal, sweet peas, carrots, sweet potatoes, and butternut squash. He LOVES the carrots and thinks very little of the squash. Sadly that is the only one I actually prepared myself...oh dear.
So the bear starts a new adventure tomorrow. He begins day care at a center about 10 minutes from my work. It seems very nice, and I'm glad it's so so close. But I am still avoiding thinking of how it will feel to drop him off tomorrow :(
Yesterday I compiled ALL my paperwork, transcripts and such for the SECOND application for my teaching certificate in Michigan. I also added the rejection letter I got last year (complete with misspellings and my name as MR. Randall) highlighted and footnoted. Just so my friends in Lansing can understand more clearly that I should be given my certificate. I don't want to think of what happens if it is once again rejected. I am not destined to be a parapro for that much longer...
Also my friend Kathryn ran the ING NYC Marathon yesterday! She finished in style and I am so so motivated to make next year be my marathon year (for real this time). :) We'll see!
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