Thursday was the Christmas program at preschool. This is the last program I’ll ever attend as a mom there. My baby, Julia, will be a kindergartener next year, and preschool will be over. All ten of them went to this school. Our first year was in 1982, and we’ve had a child there pretty much […]
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We put Tim and Julia to bed a while ago. She has her very own bed upstairs in the room she shares with Lydia (aka Kari.) She’s got the flowered sheets, teddy bears, etc. and so on. But she insists on still sleeping with Tim. Earlier I heard Jay yelling, “JUST GET IN BED ALREADY!”
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Julia’s learning the alphabet in preschool, and a note came home that she should bring something that starts with V for show and tell. Wow, okay. She said she wanted to bring vegetable oil. I thought that was not the best idea, potentially really messy, and I told her this. She said she’d leave the
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Okay so when I picked Julia up from preschool, the teacher, whom I love, told me: “Ohhh, she’s the best little rester in the world. She falls right to sleep at rest time.” Yah. She’s also as white as paste and prone to whiny crying jags, slept 13 hours last night. The girl is anemic.
