Thursday, August 13, 2009
1 step down, 4 to go
On Monday August 10th we got an email from Dillon Southwest indicating that they had received Ms. M's legals. These papers are necessary for us to apply for her I600 (immigrant visa). Hoping that things continue to move along.
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Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Day 2 (part 2)
Like Papa I try to change the world (at least my little portion of it) while laying in bed trying desperately to fall asleep. Last night I did just this. I realized that although I wanted R to be in a class with mostly 4 year olds, no nap was not going to cut it. I decided he needed to switch to the morning class. I immediately emailed Ms. Stacy asking her opinion. She agreed that morning might be best and thought the two boys would be fine in class together. I made all my phone calls to the preschool office and transportation and set it up. Now, not only will the boys be in the same class together, but all three of my children will be at school in the morning leaving me with three hours to myself. What will I do with myself?
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Day 1 (the first day of school 09/10)
School started on Monday August 10th. Not only were the kids excited, but so was I. NO MORE FIGHTING- YAY. E was was so proud to be going to first grade. She had gotten the teacher she wanted and had a few friends in the class. R was low key as usual, but was thrilled to be riding the bus again and I was happy he had Ms. Stacy as a teacher. J... yeah, he really had no clue what he was in for (but I knew Ms. Stacy would take care of him). The first day he got right on the bus, but apparantly cried a few times at school. Now for the best part... 





Friday, July 17, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
My sweet boy
R is not nearly as outgoing as big sister and little brother, nor is he very academic (his knowledge lies in other areas), but he is incredibly kind, sensitive and empathetic. Just yesterday the kids were playing at a park. R got in line for the slide. J walked up to go on the slide also. Immediately R put his arm around J, pulling him close and said "Pie Pie you go ahead of me". He constantly makes me proud of his sweet temperment. Many times since papa died, he will tell me he feels bad for nanny since she is alone now. He also asks how I'm feeling and wonders whether I miss papa. These things wouldn't be so significant if he was a much older child, but he is only 4. I adore this boys sweet heart and feel honored to be his mother.
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