Not to make you throw up a little or anything. Not to say that everything is super perfect or anything. But I find that it’s so much easier to write about things that are wrong, or hard or just complaining. It’s much less exciting to talk about the good things. The fact that O right now is in a really good place. She doing really well at school. Just now as I was putting her to sleep she told me she wants the teacher. And no, I was not jealous. It’s actually nice to hear she is finally adjusting to school. Also, that is comfortable there. Or that she has managed out of a class of 12 to still get her way, and be held all the time. She’s freaking cute, if I do say so myself. But the fact that she can beat out all the other kids, it’s quite a talent.
She’s also working really hard at learning her letters and numbers. Now her favorite toys are the letter puzzles. Which being a bookworm geek myself, it’s nice to see she took this from me. Also, Auntie Leena is pretty freaking smart. I hope O has that kind of luck that Leena had… just study for a little bit, and voila, almost perfect SATs.
But I digress… She eating now. Almost everything. For some reason potatoes are still an issue. Not french fries; those are OK. It’s potatoes prepared any other way.
She listens most of the time. She’s funny. I wish you could listen to our conversations. We talk about school. About the books we are reading. About sharing her book, because sharing is caring. She now knows that talking about the bowling ball in the eye we find funny, so she references it a lot. She laughs after she tells the story.
I guess all the peaks and valleys that you read about with having kids, this is definitely a peak. I hope the peak continues, because it’s nice to have peace in the house.
