So, there are several things we have to get caught up on. I’ll do my best to cover as much as possible, but I have some older ladies coming over for lunch soon, so I don’t have that much time.
Last time we talked I forgot to mention that my mom started a new job, which means, I started school (okay, really daycare, but school sounds more scholarly). She was unbelievably worried about leaving me in someone else's care for all five days of the working week, but I was pumped. After we visited a few day cares and seeing that my mom was skeptical of EVERY one, she finally decided on the one closest to home. I don’t think there was any science to how she chose, other than time was running out and this one was close. I’m glad to know she was more concerned about my care than the proximity to home…
My dad dropped my off on my first day and I was immediately in baby heaven. Peace out, Dad. I got things to do and babies to meet. (Just for the record, I didn’t shed a tear). There were other little humans, just like me, who were confined to seeing the world either completely incapacitated where their limbs and mind aren’t on the same wave length, or by crawling, though some still have the army crawl going on. They’ll get there, one day. There was a plethora of toys. Way more than my home has to offer and there were three women paying attention to me. I was used to having only one. So if you’d ask me, I’d say this was a total upgrade. The only thing that would make it any better is if there were dogs there, more specifically, Bear and Lucky.
My school is pretty small. There are only two classrooms. One for the “babies,” and one for the older kids (1.5-3 year olds). The older kids get to play with these awesome toys on wheels. Being the mischievous character that I am, I managed to smuggle one from the big kids’ room into our room. Little did I know, these contraptions were going to open up a whole new world for me. After some thought and pondering over what I was to do with my newly discovered, or stolen toy, I gave it a go. I can now see the world standing up!!! These vehicles on wheels are great. No longer do I have to crane my neck to look up at the world around me. I still have to look up a little, as I remain vertically challenged, but I can finally give my hands and arms a rest and let my legs do the walking! While I think it’s great and of course my mom and dad oooh, ahhh and clap when I cruise around the house, Bear seems rather terrified. It’s really quite comical that I have the ability to chase a 65lbs dog out of a room just by doing what my mom says is my impression of an 80 year old drunk man using a walker. It cracks me up. You should check out this video. I’m pretty awesome.
Until next time.
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