|It's how Howard stays so skinny|
Today was the open house at Faith's preschool (the private one, not the public one that she may or may not be attending, TBD). My husband and I both went to met her new teachers and get critical instructions like how they are allowed to change diapers, but not apply sunscreen so if you don't want your ginger spawn to burst into flames, slather them up before you send them in.
I'm sure there is some logic to the Maryland daycare regulations (which the preschools have to follow) but it cracks me up that they literally wipe our kid's butt but putting sunscreen is crossing some kind of line. Maybe they are just being smart because putting sunscreen on 8 toddlers sounds like it would take at least 45 minutes longer than any playground time. Also, a new Maryland law says that the caregivers have to take the kids outside everyday unless the weather meets some kind of "You may die" guidelines. Sounds like their job just got a little more fun.
Faith was pretty neutral about being back in her school, but Cordelia went nuts for it. I think she's going to be really sad when she realizes she doesn't get to go to school with Faith. Currently, Cordelia hates being alone with just me. She wakes up earlier than Faith every day and it's just fuss, fuss, fuss until Faith wakes up. To be fair, I'm nowhere close to being as fun as Faith. I won't even climb into tunnel (I'm such a buzzkill).
|This is Fort Awesome and no Mommies are allowed!|
|Chinese Fire Drill!|
Please take a moment to fully appreciate my dog's bitch face. Could she look any more disdainful of what is going on?
Do you make friends at the gym or do you plug in headphones and pretend that you're alone?