1. Just as I said they would, the scales have tipped right back in the other direction. Last week I leaned toward sending Chicken to the perfectly wonderful public school up the street. This week I lean toward homeschooling.
I really, honestly do not know how we will make this decision. My see-sawing on the topic never ends.
Maybe I should take a vote! What do you think I should do?
2. We are several days into the thumb-free life for the little Monkey and so far, so good. I highly recommend my sister’s method for thumb-suckers. That is: if you see that you have a child who sucks his thumb, gently and lovingly shove a blanket/stuffed animal/lovey in his face every time you see him doing it. This will (hopefully) create an association between thumb-sucking and the lovey.
This helps when a) you want the thumb-sucking to be a bedtime only thing (the lovey stays in the bed) and b) when it is time to break the habit once and for all.
Monkey’s bear has been sleeping elsewhere for a few days and, with that, his trigger for thumb-sucking is gone. Seems to help a ton, at least for us.
3. We have an apartment across the street (this one), which we rent out. I was showing it to a couple a few weeks ago and they really liked it a lot. Wanted to move in, but needed to check on a few things related to getting out of their current lease. Um, okay. I’ll just check back in with you later.
I reconnected with the guy a few days ago to follow up. We talked for 10 minutes. He said they want to move in, and he knows we have a “sorry, no pets” policy…but could he please bring his old hound dog and five cats with him? The hound is “well behaved, like an old woman- just lays around all day” and the five cats are “all outdoor cats”.
I don’t doubt that your hound is well-behaved. (Like all old women are. Wait, what?). And the five cats are, too. And I’m sorry that your cat-sitter let your cat get pregnant on her watch in the first place, leading to the five cats you now own. But no. We can’t make that work.
4. When you are potty training your two year old, every little noise sounds like pee hitting the floor. I call it potty training paranoia; only the paranoia is completely justified.
5. Day five of science camp: corn snakes and dry ice in the creek. CAMP RULES.
Happy Monday, all. This week, may your floors be pee-free and may you lay around like an old woman whenever the urge strikes.