Day 2

Day 2. Another day. She is officially a bus riding kindergartner. I'm learning that one of the hardest parts of all this is that I am putting my baby on a bus and praying that they don't lose her and take her where they are supposed to. That's a lot of blind trust, and it's hard.

By all accounts she had a great day yesterday.

The ride home on the bus was a little bumpy. We had a Heat Advisory with heat indexes in the 100's and her bus isn't air conditioned, so she was bright red when she came off the bus. Add to that a pop up shower downpour that started literally 3 minutes before she arrived, and her fear that she wasn't going to get dropped off at home and they were going to have to take her back to school, and you have a slightly freaked out little girl.

The bus stops at the stop sign near our house, but that means the bus passes our house before it stops. She saw it pass our house and thought it wasn't going to stop. Poor thing. She had Matt and I freaked out when she was so weird coming off the bus. We thought she'd be excited, and instead she was recovering from heat, rain, and panic. The good news is that 5-10 minutes later, she was fine.

But oh, Friends, let me tell you about the rest of my Wednesday morning, also.

So, Lily and I started out our morning, which let me tell you, was weird. Just having her. But, I was just starting to have fun with it and get over my weepy self, when Lily fell on the stairs (maybe 5-6 stairs). She has been getting more and more confident on them, and we've been working on going up and down them with her. So, of course, the one time I'm not right behind her, she slips, turns around, and falls. I saw the whole thing. She cried and cried, and kept holding her left arm funny. I gave it some time thinking that she just bumped it really good, but it kept not getting better. She would stop crying and then as soon as she'd try to do something with her left hand (self feed, put her paci in her mouth), the screams and crying came back. I finally called the doctor and he faxed in an order for an x-ray. It didn't take too long and we got the results back in less than an hour. No break, no sprain. Phfew! She is completely fine now, she just must have knocked it really good.

So, not only did I put Abby on the bus for her first day of kindergarten yesterday, but I also had to take my baby to the hospital for x-rays (a first for me). Not the best day ever. I was an emotional mess.

BUT, today is a new day! No tears for me at the bus stop and Lily and I are headed to do some playing at the Children's Museum this morning. No more drama for me (Please, God!).

The Lord says, "When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you."
-Isaiah 43:2

First Day of School

We did it. Abby is officially at school as a kindergartener. ...and I'm still a bit of a mess this morning, but I'm trying.

She did great and was so focused on watching for the bus at the bus stop that she would not turn around and talk to me. She was all business. :)

Yesterday we went to Kindergarten Orientation. In a way, it was like a first day because it was the day that we got to go in and see her room, teacher, seat, etc. Here she is in front of her room and at her seat.

And, here is today... I don't know why the picture is blurry. I took 3 like this and they all turned out that way. I'm pretty frustrated about it. Anyway... She's wearing a nametag with her name, teacher, and school on it for safety on the bus. That way, we are sure she gets where she is supposed to.

Matt and Abby, walking ahead of me (and Lily) to the bus stop. We ended up switching corners because of the direction the bus came (which I guess was different from last year). We have a busy stop, lots of kids.

Waiting patiently for the bus... don't distract her!

And the moment of truth... and to be honest I still get a little teary looking at this picture.

She was so big and confident.

The bus driver is asking her if she is a kindergartner, and then tells her to sit close to the front.

(and then I quickly walked home with Matt because talking to neighbors was too hard.)

Tomorrow will be easier, right?

Day One of "Carrie Weekend"

Ahhhh, decisions, decisions...

(and this was only 1/3 of the polish rack)

I went with a pinky-purpley-silvery color. Fun.

I wonder what tomorrow holds? I still haven't decided.

(sorry if the pictures are horrible, ~camera phone.)

Not Happy

Really, do I need more than the title?

A Day, or Two, to Yourself

Some of you may know that this weekend is all mine, meaning that I'm flying solo. No husband, no kids. How, you ask? Matt is going on a golf weekend with some friends and the girls are visiting Grandma and Papa. I can't remember the last time I had this much time to myself, and it may have been before I had Abby. Sad, I know.

I have been brainstorming things that I can do, but what sounds the best is laying around watching TV, napping, etc.

Looks, nice, right?

I am thinking maybe a pedicure, dinner and drinks with some girlfriends, a movie.... (I actually think I may miss my girls more than I think. But I also think I may REALLY enjoy the time off.)

So, I asked Abby what she would do if she had the whole house to herself for 2 days and she could do anything. Her answer:

"I would eat candy."

"and Ranch." (as in dressing)

"I would watch movies in my room." (on portable DVD player)

"I would only wear pajamas, until... well, until you got home."