My children also survived our move. Barely.
Cory loves his new school and ended up being placed in the same class as his twin cousins. (The children of this cousin of mine.) That was pretty awesome to have two familiar faces. According to them, Cory has already made a ton of friends that just flocked to him and he knows his way around the entire school. Also, he turned ten at the end of January and with that has come the annoying inability to keep his mouth shut during any photo-taking session. Actually, just keeping his mouth shut in general has become a challenge.
Grace enjoys having her own room, but spends the majority of time in Jack’s room telling him what to do, which toys to play with and what to think and say. She turned five last week — yes, I suck as a blogger — and spent a good portion of the day calling friends and family to tell them “I’m five now. I’m no longer young.” And in a way, she’s right. She has bonded with another Grace who lives close by. They look alike, are both princess-obsessed and will be attending the same Kindergarten in September. They hold hands and hug each other often. Her life is good.
Jack is obnoxious. Though almost three-and-a-half, he still is not potty-trained. This isn’t due to a lack of understanding or a change in environment. He has full days where he will use the facilities. He also has days that he’ll saunter up to me, squint his eyes into a smarmy little grimace and say “I love you and I have something to tell you. I’m peeing my pants. Right. This. Minute.” We’re researching military schools.
I’m glad the kids are settling in. And I lol’d about Jack peeing his pants and thought about John, because if he ever reads this blog thats what he’s going to do to me
But yay for Birthdays, settling in and hand holding!
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Sounds really good. Ideal even. Congrats on the change being a positive one. So risky and scary but this one may just pay off!
I think I would lose my cool over the potty training. The only way I got it down with my son was bribes. He worked for toys. So many successes= so many stickers which eventually added up to shiny overpriced plastic thing that he REALLY wanted.
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Still laughing at Jack
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Yeah, we’re potty training too. Well, more like I am. Hubz just observes and Child decided she’d rather color all over the damn thing with crayons. I had such high hopes that this one would be a “quick one”. Those hopes are dashed everytime that damn “potty dance” song comes on TV. And everytime it does, I want to punch the prick singing it. Stoopid effin’ pull-up’s are one more thing my kid is allergic to. I can teach him the hives dance!
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The kids look so happy!! ::I heart::
And I’m totally in love with Jack’s sweater..what a badass
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