Friday, 20 September 2013

a split second

It's amazing how quickly something terrible can happen.  One minute everything is great and the next - not so great.  Leo fell down the stairs yesterday.  All the way from the top, down 8 solid wood stairs, to the basement.  I saw the whole thing happen in slow motion.  It was awful.

Miraculously, he's fine.  He had two very big bumps on his forehead yesterday that didn't look good at all but they seem to have gotten better overnight.  It's amazing.  I thought he would wake up black and blue today but he's pretty much back to normal.

Handsome as heck despite the red bumps. 
Sorry Leo.  The only one to blame is me for not locking the gate.  Thank God you're ok because I would not be ok if you were not ok.  So, let's just take it easy and stay ok for the next 18 years.  OK?


Speaking of ok.....
Here's a picture of Ruby after the third or fourth day of school.

Learning to drive early.  

It's been two full weeks and things are not going as well as I would like.  Week one was aces.  Everything was totally cool.  Week two - Ruby "doesn't want to go to school anymore".  Ryan drops her off in the morning and every morning this week it's been a struggle.  I realize that it's perfectly normal for kids to have a difficult time during a transition like this but that doesn't make it any easier.  She's happy when I pick her up two hours later and the teachers assure us that she's doing great and cheers up after a few minutes, but I still feel guilty.  I've been thinking about this a lot and here's what I've come up with -  There's a lot of pressure on Ruby right now to grow up quickly.  We've told her that she has to give up her soother when she turns three; that she has to poop on the potty at three; and now she has to get up and rush off to school every morning.  No wonder she's protesting.   Maybe we should back off and give her some slack.  I want her to look forward to turning three.  I  honestly think she's dreading it.  Remember a few posts back when I took her to see the preschool and she was puzzled because she thought she had turned three without any notification?  That was a sign.  She's stressed.  And.... she's not even three yet!  

OK, that's it.  Pressure off.  

Tune in next time to see what fun we'll have at her party!  




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