Tuesday, September 7, 2010

*seeing the girls looking at a costume magazine on the couch together on the couch

*two preschool mornings with no crying beforehand

*watching Gracie run into her classroom, find her name, and put it in the pocketchart

*singing to Madelyn on the couch

*the fact that Gracie wanted me to say 4 prayers for her on the way to preschool

*Madelyn has a favorite baby doll named Lucy. Gracie has one just like it named Caroline. Instead of calling her Caroline, Madelyn calls her "Gracie's Lucy". It is so cute.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

*the smell of BBQ ribs baking in the oven--yum!

*being thankful for a husband who likes to cook, and for the fact that we have food to eat

*editing pictures of my beautiful girls

*playing with bouncy balls in the hallway and hearing the girls' squeals

*finding nitrite and nitrate-free lunchmeat at the store--yay!

Friday, August 27, 2010

Preschool Day 5

Gracie cried and cried all morning because she didn't want me to take her to school, but she ended up having a pretty good day! I'm so glad! Now we just have to see if she can have another good day.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Preschool Day 4

Not too much improvement. She cried when I dropped her off, which is the first time that's happened. She cried throughout the first part, but I guess did a little better towards the end. Everyone keeps telling me to keep trying it. I have my own opinion. We'll contiue to see how things go.
*Gracie's excitement over learning about fire safety and doing "school" at home with me (I enjoyed it, too!)

*seeing Madelyn's pride as she did a puzzle over and over again all by herself

*reading The Little House in the Big Woods with Gracie

*doing picture studies and reading poems with Gracie

Thursday, August 19, 2010

*pulling Madelyn around in the laundry basket

*reading on the floor with Madelyn

*making hot buttered noodles for Gracie to eat when she got home from preschool

*preparing book activities and language lessons to do with Gracie

Preschool--Day 3

Day 3 didn't go much better. She cried again, her juice and pretzels spilled and she didn't get a snack, and she missed me. We'll keep trying.