Hey diddle diddle

Our cat and her fiddle.
Let this be our final installment of nursery rhyme day at preschool!

The inevitable is upon us

With Sam and my vision genes, it was only time before one of our kids would need glasses. I'm suspecting all will need them but for now, Peter is our first.

Natalie just picked out some she likes, just in case.

Elaine at daycare

I finally went back to work part time back in April. So, before the preschool school year begins, we're sending Elaine to the daycare at her preschool. She's been very excited to start school and has enjoyed every minute. Luckily, more days than not, her potty training is still sticking (thanks to persistent teachers and their patience).

One shocking change has been seeing Elaine nap. I remember the day she turned 2 on that cruise ship in the middle of Alaskan waters, she stopped regularly napping. We tried so hard to get her back to the regular napper she was to no avail. In the past week, she has napped all but one day at daycare. The teachers say she fights nap time and screams "I want my Mommy" (pulling sword out of my heart). Then, they said they let her be, and before they know it, little Miss Elaine is asleep on her cot. Albeit upside down, she's napping...quite beautifully.

Summer fun

This is the new meaning of sibling rivalry.

The 3 peas and the dog

A typical day of a 3 pea sandwich and the tolerant dog.

Harmony in the garden

We were having a trying day out shopping. We had to the goal to put together planters for our pool area (part of the pool beautification project), but that required patience and cooperation from the kids. We struck out on patience and got whining instead. However, before the end of the trip, the kids got it together and made me happy by showing me there's hope for harmony and peace.

Goodbye to the "terrible twos"!

This is Elaine, the night before her 3rd birthday. There was much excitement for the next day to come, but I wanted to savor the moment...her last day as a two-year old. She's growing up so fast, but is still our baby.

Secretly. I'm hoping that turning 3 will be a catalyst for her in her potty training!