I've been dreading this day for weeks, not because I thought Max couldn't handle it (he may be the most even-tempered and matter-of-fact child in the world), but because I wasn't sure how I would feel. Max is my baby, after all, my first born. I've spent more time with him over the past five years than anyone else, that's for sure! Kindergarten seems like such a big milestone, the "first day of the rest of his life". Would I cry? Would it be hard to let him go? I was not looking forward to it
As it turns out, however, it was a very pleasant morning. I walked over to Edison School with a huge neighborhood contingent. Max and his buddies were excited to be together and even Henry got in on the excitement by filling a backpack full of maracas and wearing it to school and back (believe me -- everyone heard us coming!). Once we arrived at school, things were crazy and chaotic, and before I knew it, Max was whisked away by the competent and extremely friendly Ms. Corpuz. After that, with Henry whining about needing a snack and a bathroom, I didn't have time to get sentimental.
Henry and I picked Max up a few hours later and he was calm and cheerful. I didn't get too many details about the day (he ate his snack in the shade, didn't get to play very long, colored something, wrote his name and received doughnut from his teacher).
And so it goes. My little guy is a not-so-little elementary school student and I'm still standing, at least until Henry starts preschool in a couple weeks.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Dinnertime Entertainment
Sometimes it takes a village to get dinner down the gullet of a cranky baby...
Sunday, August 28, 2011
What a Difference a Year Makes
I have always loved my annual trip up to June Lake in the Eastern Sierra. My family has been going there for decades, and I have so many fond memories of fishing with my dad, climbing up rocks with my cousins and singing with the whole family around the campfire. It has been a real joy introducing my boys to this special place over the past five years, but as anyone with children can tell you, vacation isn't the same once kids are in the picture. Yes, I still loved June Lake as much as ever, but instead of sitting peacefully by the lake, I found myself running after toddlers and making pot after pot of "stone soup" to keep them entertained (Dodie's great idea, of course!). Instead of enjoying a few late night cocktails at the Tiger Bar, I found myself home putting sleepy babies to bed while everyone else stayed out for hours.
This year, however, something was different. Apparently 5 years old and 3 1/2 is some sort of magic threshold. Max and Henry were actually engaged in the fishing (and caught nine and five fish respectively!). They were able to skip naps, go with the flow, and stay up late hanging out. Scott and I were in absolute heaven, and as much as I sometimes miss the snuggly little babies I used to cart around, I have to admit that there's something to be said for the "big-kid crowd"!
This year, however, something was different. Apparently 5 years old and 3 1/2 is some sort of magic threshold. Max and Henry were actually engaged in the fishing (and caught nine and five fish respectively!). They were able to skip naps, go with the flow, and stay up late hanging out. Scott and I were in absolute heaven, and as much as I sometimes miss the snuggly little babies I used to cart around, I have to admit that there's something to be said for the "big-kid crowd"!
Cousin Love
As if our summer weren't wonderful enough, we also had the opportunity to spend a week down in San Diego hanging out with Dodie, Aunt Nicolle, and Cousin Olivia! The boys had never met their baby cousin before and at first they weren't terribly interested in her. By the end of the Brooks family month-long visit, however, they were working hard to make her laugh -- bringing her toys and letting her "pet" their heads. It was sweet to observe the beginning of the relationship between these three. No doubt there are many, many good times ahead.
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