Ellen started school again on Monday. This year she is in the one-year-old room. I am so glad we put her there; the baby room is all infants, and Ellen likes to roll with an older crowd. This room is bigger, has big kid toys, has a snack table and a separate parents’ area. In the baby room, we just sat with the kids while class went on. Now, we go into the parent room and have discussions while the kids learn in the kid area.
But then I think, she is so musical that I should help her foster that quality. Meh. My brother bought her a toy piano, so we should be good, right?
And, seeing that we are back into activity-ish stuff, we are also back into the land of runny noses and sneezy-coughs. Poor Ellen.
Ellen was talking in her sleep the other night. It was adorbs. Wanna know what she kept saying over and over? “Daddy. Puppies. Boobies.” I see where I stand.