Carson is obsessed with picking his nose. Obsessed! He always seems to have a finger up his nose. Despite ever effort to get him to stop picking — especially in public — I can’t seem to break him of it. What’s funny to me is that he never finds any “gold” up there.
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Since today was suppose to be a rainy, yucky day, we decided to load up the kids and check out the Houston Aquarium. I’ve been wanting to see the Aquarium for months now, and it was pretty impressive. We rode a little training around the park and into the shark tunnel, the kids rode the Merry-Go-Round (which they love), exploded the aquarium, and then had a nice lunch there. It was a fun-filled afternoon, and it wore all of us out.
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It’s official…Carson is a bike rider now. It took some encouragement, but he has finally learned how to petal and steer his bike. This has given him a new surge of confidence, and now he is constantly wanting to go out to ride his bike.
Kate still can’t petal yet, but seems perfectly happy just cruising around on the Big Wheel (which she can’t petal either). I’ve been so happy that the weather has been mild enough for us to get outside again this weekend. We all hung out in the driveway while we cleaned out our cars and the kids rode their bikes. It was a nice Saturday afternoon for all of us.
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I’m not totally sure what to think of the twins’ preschool. Of course, I love that they are going three days a week because it’s the only time I have to work and get things done. What makes it difficult is getting them to school on those three days.
It’s a battle. There is usually a lot of negotiation involved. Sometimes there is some mild lying — which I HATE doing because I don’t want them to not trust me. Every morning they tell me they don’t want to go to school. Specifically it’s, “No tool, mama. No tool!” So I have to get creative on school days as to why they need to get dressed and put on shoes and socks. Usually I bribe them with the promise of going out to get pancakes (their favorite) and then we go to school. I hate doing this. I hate that they plead not to go to school.
What’s really strange is that once we pull into the parking lot at school, they usually get happy and start cheering. When we walk in, they are happy to see their friends and teacher. When I leave them I am confused as to why I just spent an hour battling them to get them up there and now they run off and usually don’t even say goodbye to me.
When I pick them up at 5 PM they are happy to see me and are bursting at the seams to tell me every single think they did at school that day. They are proud of their artwork and I especially love it when they tell me about all of their friends.
So I’m not sure what to make of them begging not to go to school in the mornings. What do you think? How should I handle it?
Here are some photos that the preschool emailed me. I love that they take photos through the day and then email them to me. (I know I should probably blur out the faces of the other kids in the class, but I’m too lazy this morning.)
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