Doctor, School, and Naptime

Today we have to go to the doctor for the girl. She had tonsillitis week before last and we couldn't get in to see her pediatrician because he was covering for another pedi and he had been off one day that week and the next day, a sick baby was born so he was at the hospital all day. So needless to say, he was playing catch-up with his patients, plus seeing the other pedi's patients. And I had a sinus infection and was going in to see Dr. Heimbecker, Anna's father-in-law, who is an urgent care doctor. So the girl went with me and he put her on antibiotics. I called the girl's pedi the next day to see if he wanted to see her and they told me just to come in after she finished the antibiotics so we could make sure the infection is gone. I think this is the third or fourth time she has had tonsillitis in the past 12 months, and if that is correct, she will probably have to have a tonsillectomy. Which, I think, with my history of constant sore throats as a child and having a tonsillectomy when I was in fourth grade, I think it would be a good idea. It would be nice to get it over with now when she is young and won't remember much of it. I remember it VERY clearly and I was in a LOT of pain. It was terrible. So we shall see what Dr. Patyrak says today and of course, I will update all of you.


The girl is in Pre-K this year and is loving it. She goes Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, half a day. She has Brittney Hartsfield Ellis as her teacher. I went to highschool and college with Brittney and she is the sweetest person with the biggest heart. She is learning a lot of songs and will learn the sounds of the alphabet and learn to write them and hopefully be reading a little bit by the end of the year. She already knows how to write her name and other people's names if I tell her how to spell them. She has written the entire alphabet and I am very proud of her. She is so smart. Friday night, Jim flew back from Dallas so we went to the airport to pick him up. She saw an airplane's reflection in the glass and she said, "Look mom, there's an airplane, but it's just reflected." WOW! I was shocked that she knew that! Haha! She is just growing up so fast and is learning so much.


The boy does not like Mother's Day Out. He goes on Mondays and Wednesdays. He cries when I drop him off. His teachers say that he asks for me a lot during the say and they just tell him that I'm either at home or at the grocery store and he is fine. But on the days that he is at school, he will not take a nap in his bed (with the exception of yesterday). I put him in his bed and cries a heartbreaking "I miss my mommy" cry and says, "couch" in little boy language. So I have been letting him sleep on the couch with me right there reading my book (and that's a whole 'nother post...they are very good books!). And he wants my hand on him. If I take my hand off to hold my book or something, he says, "hand, hand" in his little whiny tired voice. It is the sweetest thing. He just wants my touch. He just misses me. Isn't that the sweetest thing? He tugs at my heart strings. Yesterday, however, I put him in his bed and read him a book and he didn't cry and slept in his bed for most of his nap. I think reading him a book gave him time to calm down instead of just laying him down and walking out. I normally don't read books at nap time but if that's what I have to do for a season, then whatever. He's not going to be little forever. He did wake up crying halfway through his nap and so I laid him down on the couch and he went back to sleep for a while. While we were getting ready for school yesterday, he was whining and king of crying saying, "No cool, tay here, you." (No school, stay here with you.) And all the way down the hall to his classroom, he keeps saying that. Doesn't that just break your heart? Yesterday was only the fourth day for him to go, so I have a feeling it will get better, but maybe not. He might be one of those kids that goes to Kindergarten holding on to my leg screaming. If so, God help me! The girl has never been that way. I have to tell her to come kiss me bye when I drop her off.

Alright, a long post. More later.