Not much to report 'round here these parts. Conferences have had me at school the past few nights until 8:30 p.m. Generally I like to be home in my jammies by 8:30...face washed...contacts out (I know--wild party animal). I especially don't like it because I have only gotten to see my little one for the hour and a half prior to school for the past two days--she's sound asleep by the time I roll in!
I'll keep this post short and sweet with just a few thoughts.............
1. Now that the Noodle has learned to tie her shoelaces, she's tying everything she can get her hands on. I've found quite a few ribbons from my stash that have been cut and tied to various objects around the house (think the drawer pull on the recycling bin, the door knob in the bathroom and various stuffed animals that are now sporting bows). Ha! Nothing like transferring a skill to a variety of situations :) That's a little special ed lingo for ya!
2. We had the Noodle's conference yesterday morning. I guess J and I forgot to prep her like we should have...I just assumed that she knew what "conferences" were. Err, not so much. How dense of me not to realize how it must have looked from her eyes--4 adults sitting around a small table, talking in hushed tones, obviously about her, while she was suppose to play in the background. She totally shut down and got all silent and even had tears in her eyes and, I guess, watched the whole time (I couldn't see her because of the way I was positioned). Towards the end of the 15 minute conference, I turned around and looked at her and saw how frozen she was and asked if she was o.k. and she whispered out "I have to go potty". With that, the two of us whisked out of there and went to take care of business...I apologized profusely to her and asked if she had felt nervous having all of us there. She finally admitted that she had. Poor baby! J and I certainly felt like we deserved the loser parent awards. Good thing she hugged us both big time and then skipped into class and got right busy playing. I'm sure we're beating ourselves up more than she is.
Ahhhh, the joys of parenting ;)
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