It started on Friday, I was busy with work. D went to daycare for only half a day because he was coughing still. He didn't go all week. Bye bye money that I'll never see again. My mom watched him in the afternoon as I worked. Later on our old sitter came over for a visit. We miss her terribly and D was so glad to see her. She brought us dinner and D a toy that he just loves, a garbage truck. They had a bond with the local garbage men because she would put D in the stroller and walk behind the garbage truck. He enjoyed it. She did as well until we moved to our new home where the truck automatically lifts the cans and dumps the trash. Although it's a time saver it did a number on my sitter's legs. She tried to chase them and keep up but a lot of times she was left in the dust. I didn't get a restraining order in the mail so I guess they didn't mind seeing a crazy Polish lady running with a stroller behind them. Their own personal groupie.
Once home, we began the process of putting ourselves together. D stayed home with papa and rara and had a great time. As did Ry and I getting away, eating a great meal and dancing the night away. It was nice. Desperate to get out.
We were back in action today as D went to school and did great. Aside from needing a talk about telling the teacher when he needs to go potty and paying attention in circle time and not roaming around, he did good.
Last week he did great with potty time. I think because he was home and under close watch. Here is his progress...
Our evening looked something like this:
Oh yeah, I can confirm the smoke detectors work in our house as I heard "FIRE, FIRE" from it today as butter dripped from our dinner onto the oven bottom and the house turned gray!
It's a Monday!
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