The End of an Error

Today was L's last day of preschool (and my last glimpse of a little freedom). No camps, no classes and no scheduled activities on the horizon. My gut tells me this is what is best for my little, independent almost four year old. I can only speak for us (and if we have learned anything from our preschool experience it is that our little girl is supposedly different from all others), but all she wants out of summer is to run, swing, climb, go to the lake and have little to no schedule.

Now, lately I've been getting iphone pics and facebook messages from mothers showing their near four year olds at the piano in recitals. Are the pictures cute? Yes, all dressed up and looking like little adults... full of potential. But somebody fill me in on why little ones are doing piano recitals and the like. Again, I know I have a particularly independent minded kid, but I don't get it. Why so much driving, classes, schedules... Can we not just hang out, be with each other and have ice cream? What race are we in? And where's the finish line? I suppose we are doomed to come in last place. But I have a secret: off the radar is just where I like to be.

Now for the pandowdy report.

Again I made a double batch. And in both test homes the pandowdy was a hit with the adults and a miss with the kids. So if you want to please your under 6 crowd, go with the buckle. If you want to enjoy a dessert and not have to fight with the kids for your piece, go with the pandowdy. Therefor, perhaps the perfect recipe for daddy on Father's Day.

Have a good one!

Scratching the List

Caught! Another image from the photography portfolio of our three year old.


So I am thinking today of that poor, naive gal I was last week. What folly she had listing all these projects she expected to get cracking on. Instead our saga with L's preschool continues. We have (hopefully) our last meeting with all things to do with 3 year old evaluations tomorrow. At this point what I am worried about is L's fit within her preschool. I'm not sure how or if we will be able to continue to go there to finish out the year. 


Not to worry. I'm content in the knowledge that this is what I signed up for with motherhood. I will get to some extra curricular projects going in the future. Now- if I could only scratch taxes off that list of projects.


Oh and did I mention that nap time is getting much shorter too. No rest for the weary mom.

Worry Wart

Hi blog followers. I'm sorry I haven't written much lately, I've been spending my spare time worrying. In addition to the emotional strain of last weeks difficulty separating with L at school in the morning, I recently found out that she isn't communicating at school (with the kids or the teachers). I feel a bit like I was punched in the stomach with that news. 
Although I think the teachers are worried that she has some serious developmental issues, I know she is a different little girl at home (yes her language skills aren't terribly strong, but she connects, communicates, participates and is very joyful at home). What kills me is that she is spending such long (4 hour stretches unconnected to others). I'm worried she isn't happy or thriving at this school, maybe its a bad fit or maybe she is too young (she had just turned three when we started).


A shout out to those of you who have written such nice emails recently and have helped talk me down from my ledge. I will keep you "posted" on our thoughts and progress with this little dilemma.