LittleR

LittleR started school yesterday. We were a little nervous as she doesn't really like talking to new people. I took the morning off work so I could go with her, just like I did for all the other kids. We found her slippers and her chair and she got settled into colouring in her book with some tea right away. Yes, they serve tea to the kids - its decaf herbal tea, sometimes just warm apple cider. No screaming or uncertainty on her part. Craftymama and I watched through a little window outside for a couple of minutes and she seemed completely fine. When craftymama went to pick her up she was crawling around the dirt with a friend, and exclaimed that they made a boat, and had porridge, and she talked to people! She had a great time. I am so glad.

This means all the kids are in school now. R and K go from 8:15a-1:30p 5 days a week, M goes from 8:30a-12:30p 3 days a week, and LittleR goes from 8:30a-12:30p 2 days a week. Yes, that means craftymama has an hour to kill between pick up of a little kid and pick up of a big kid. I feel bad for her. It must be hard to entertain them for an hour every day.

Craftymama went and started the renos on the hole today. The hole is a room in the back off the kitchen. It was a mishmash of cupboards and a random counter top that made no sense. For some reasons, that being LittleR losing her gloves, she decided it was time to turn it into a mudroom so there was more organization for the kids' stuff. The cupboards and shelves came down, the stuff in them was put elsewhere (some sitting on a desk waiting for the playroom), and the random countertop had already been removed. She just can't wait to destroy things. She must have a weekday project and a separate weekend project on the go at all times.

Things with glassman are becoming more normal. The kids call him nearly every night and they see him as regularly as possible. K is still having trouble adjusting at bedtime and as a result the house isn't sleeping as soundly as it once did. She is up quite frequently. I still miss him, but I don't get as viscerally sad when he leaves.

:)