The sun is shining brightly this morning. Looks like it's going to be a beautiful spring day here in my little area of the world. I know the old saying that April showers bring May flowers but enough is enough...here as in other parts of the country the weather has been wacky. It's time to warm things up a bit.
I will be running up to the the shop to get out a few orders but then will be working in the yard and am so looking forward to playing in the dirt. Guess that's where Dylan gets it from...he loves to play in the dirt too.
Dylan is now in daycare for 3 days a week. It was a rough time for both child and mother. He cried, hanging onto her leg for quite a few days when she would leave him at the school. (I call that payback for all the times when Holly did that to me when she started pre-school) The teachers however sent her emails and pictures showing that he settled down minutes after she left the building. It has been good for Dylan to be with other children his age, almost 2. I still watch him on Wednesdays and am amazed week to week what new things he has learned, like how to shout, "No" instead of the famous head shake he did before and the always wonderful "Mine". But he's learning how to socialize and a new look at the world has opened up for him. He is not a baby anymore...he's a little boy. Also daycare has provided other things, like a stomach virus, a runny nose and now pink eye. Yesterday I had to pin him to the floor to put antibiotic drops in his eyes. He screamed, it broke my heart, and then it was back to normal. But other than that my darling boy and I had a wonderful day together. We danced, we counted things, we read books, we played with poker chips, putting them in piles according to colors and then knocking them over and piling them up again. Hoping that next week the sun will be out, it won't be so muddy, and we can play outside.
I will be running up to the the shop to get out a few orders but then will be working in the yard and am so looking forward to playing in the dirt. Guess that's where Dylan gets it from...he loves to play in the dirt too.
Dylan is now in daycare for 3 days a week. It was a rough time for both child and mother. He cried, hanging onto her leg for quite a few days when she would leave him at the school. (I call that payback for all the times when Holly did that to me when she started pre-school) The teachers however sent her emails and pictures showing that he settled down minutes after she left the building. It has been good for Dylan to be with other children his age, almost 2. I still watch him on Wednesdays and am amazed week to week what new things he has learned, like how to shout, "No" instead of the famous head shake he did before and the always wonderful "Mine". But he's learning how to socialize and a new look at the world has opened up for him. He is not a baby anymore...he's a little boy. Also daycare has provided other things, like a stomach virus, a runny nose and now pink eye. Yesterday I had to pin him to the floor to put antibiotic drops in his eyes. He screamed, it broke my heart, and then it was back to normal. But other than that my darling boy and I had a wonderful day together. We danced, we counted things, we read books, we played with poker chips, putting them in piles according to colors and then knocking them over and piling them up again. Hoping that next week the sun will be out, it won't be so muddy, and we can play outside.
Sometimes things are tough for little boys when they experience the real world. Hope his pink eye is all better now.
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