Overall, working from home has been, and is, amazing. It’s perfect for where our family is in life right now. The kids all still go to daycare during the week, but on Fridays (and in summer) they’re home with Andy. That usually means I’m working from my office set-up with the door shut. The kids are pretty good about leaving me alone.
But without fail, every single time I come out of the room, whether it’s to get more coffee, pour a glass of water, grab a snack, etc. this conversations happens:
Me: ::opens door, walks through living room::
Me: “Yes, Reese?”
Reese: “Are you done working for the week?”
Me: “No Reese, not yet.”
Reese: “Oh… well then why are you out here?”
We may need to work on her interpersonal skills a bit, but her management skills will be on point!
Reese is super into skirts and dresses. I remember Rylee going through this stage around the same age too. But Reese is also obsessed with long sleeve shirts… as in, that’s all she ever wants to wear. Even when it’s WAY too hot for them.
Anyway, this particular day was nothing special. Just a regular day. We didn’t have plans to go anywhere. But she insisted on wearing a skirt. Ok then, kid. Go for it.
I think the bunny socks really help pull the outfit together… don’t you?
And one of both girls… for good measure.
Scene: Standing next to the bathtub, waiting for the water to warm up so she can take a bath.
Reese: ::while holding up her arm:: “Mom, you want to smell my armpit?”
Reese: ::Tries to smell it herself::
Me: “How does it smell?”
Reese: “Pretty good.” ::pauses…:: “want to smell it now?”
Me: “No thank you”
Reese: “Well, how about my elbow then. You want to smell that?”
Oh my sweet, sweet Reesie Bug!
You guys remember that little weekly installment I used to do called “Friday Fashion Police” where I would highlight one of Rylee’s AWESOME outfits from the week? Well my friends, Reese is prime age for picking out her own outfits and figuring out her unique style. I hadn’t been taking photos of it, when my best friend told me I should blog it like I used to do with Rylee. Can you keep a secret? I had nearly forgotten that I use to do that! So anyway, you all can thank Julia for the revival of this!
On this particular day, Reese had been wearing jeans with that sweet little butterfly shirt. But when she decided to tag along with Andy on a few errands, I told her she needed to change out of her jeans because it was too hot out. So she came out of her room in this fantastic ensemble. And she was SO proud of herself.
She is nearly 4 and SO much fun right now. She’s funny, witty as hell, loves to be a helper and when you say, “though she be but little…” she yells back, “I AM FIERCE!”
This child is perfection.
And as a true second born sibling, y’all may remember this skirt from about 5 years ago… seriously… where does time go!?
Today was officially back to school day in our house.
Rylee heading to first grade. Full day! and Reese heading back to daycare, only this year she will be full time in the two year old class.
Rylee was a nervous/excited hybrid for her first day of first grade. Last week I took her in to find out who her teacher is for the year, look at her class list, check out her classroom and drop off her supplies. Her teacher is a mom of one of her daycare friends and her best friend is in her class. That helped ease the nerves a bit I think. She asked me to take her to school nonetheless.
We dropped Reese off first. Reese was super excited as we were walking in the door at daycare. She had even been cheering on the drive. But the second we walked into the drop-off room she froze up and wanted to be held. She laid her head on my shoulder and didn’t want to get down. I could tell she was right on the verge of tears. It was sweet and sad all at the same time. But cereal bar and banana to the rescue! Crisis averted. We kissed goodbye and as Ry & I walked out she was happily munching on her cereal bar.
As Rylee and I drove back to the school we chatted about the after school plan, since she will be riding a different bus than she did last year. She was clearly annoyed I kept bringing it up. I asked her if she was ok with me just dropping her off in the drop-off line and she asked that park and I walk her up to the school. I had to park across the street from the school and as we walked up, she held my hand. As soon as we got to the door of the school I asked if she was good or if she wanted me to walk with her all the way to her classroom. She asked me to walk all the way with her and I obliged. I mean, how many more years will she want me to do this, I thought. The second we walked in the school? She dropped my hand and walked 2 steps ahead of me. Ha, go figure.
I made sure she was settled in her room, threw her a high 5 and told her to have an awesome day. She wrapped her arms around me and squeezed tight.
This year is going to be pretty great.