Fringe Benefits

Kiki has been solid on potty training all month, but last night, after another read through of "What to Expect When the New Baby Comes Home," she insisted on putting on a diaper, crawled across the floor and said "waa, waa."  Which was fine with me.  I mean, I'd probably be doing the same thing right now if I could get down on all fours.  Fortunately, playing baby lasted for about a minute, then she doffed the diaper, used the potty and jumped right back into her big girl underpants.  Then, we snuggled in bed and traded Eskimo kisses.

More often, Kiki plays Mommy rather than baby.  She says, "Now, I'll be the Mommy and you be the Sweetie."  I never realized how much I call her Sweetie.

Logan has been utterly silent about what goes on at school all day, other than to inform me what school supplies we failed to bring in, or that I forgot to put a note in his lunch, or that I completely botched the pick-up procedure.  However, many questions were answered last night when I attended Curriculum Night at his school.  There are ten kids in Logan's class and two teachers.  Pretty nice ratio, eh?  Right now, they are just focusing on getting routines down and becoming familiar with each other and the school.  (It is a very Earthy-crunchy environmentally-liberal school, by the way, even from our left-leaning perspective.  They compost, have solar panels, and encourage healthy eating and recycling.) 

One of the daily routines is writing a journal entry.  I was very impressed by Logan's writing - he is apparently given no help with spelling or grammar but, rather, encouraged to sound out the words himself.  So, it took me a moment to figure out his second entry, but when I did, my eyes welled up with tears right there in the classroom:

Comments

[aunt sheila]

How cute is that?????????????

[Aunt Grace]

Awe, I would have teared up too. I love reading the kids journals, they always make me smile. Today was our first day of school. Wow, Logan's school sounds just like our kid's school. I think there are only 9 kids in X's class this year, but 18 in C's. Kindergarten is always big.

[san]

I "heart" how he spelled "love".