Showing posts with label School. Show all posts
Showing posts with label School. Show all posts

Friday, July 9, 2010

Living With a Parrot

Braden is learning new words as fast as Arica and I can say them. Among other things that means we have to watch our mouths unless we want Braden to sound like Chris Rock. Now I can't go on a profanity laced tirade about the Cardinals bullpen blowing two straight games. If I did that Braden would certainly share some of those 4-letter words the next day at school. Our house is not a big cursing place anyway, but from now on we will probably employ a few more shucks and darns.

Of course all Braden's talking is exciting and brings a lot of fun to the house as well. One fun thing I like to do each day, now that Braden is in full Polly wants a cracker mode, is to ask him about his day at school. That conversation usually sounds something like this.

Me: How was your day at school? Were you a good boy?
Braden: I dood buoy
Me: Did you play?
Braden: I pay
Me: Did you play with a ball?
Braden: I pay ball
Me: Did you play with a car?
Braden: I pay car
Me: Did you eat?
Braden: I eat
Me: Did you eat a cookie?
Braden: I tookie
Me: Did you watch tv?
Braden: I teetee
Me: Did you take your monkey?
Braden: I mummy
Me: Do you want to go to school again tomorrow?
Braden: NO!

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Leader of a Toddler Gang

It's time for an update on Operation Child Care. Starting her new job is still tough for Arica. There are certain difficulties at work that have made her first week challenging. Who would have ever thought that a huge corporation was mismanaged? It's a real shocker!

Of course being away from Braden is still an arduous task for her as well. I am sure it will continue to be hard for the foreseeable future. It will eventually get easier with time.

Braden seems to be adjusting well. The only real hiccup came Monday night when for some unknown reason he decided to throw one of his all night parties. I ended up watching The Simpsons with him at 3 am. At that moment in my sleep deprived mind The Simpsons counted as a cartoon for children.

The next morning Braden was very upset when Arica dropped him off at school. We were worried that he would be getting his daily report marked as "fussy" for that day.

We were wrong.

According to the teachers he was a perfect child all day. They said that he is super good. The teachers also said most kids that have never been to child care cry all day for about a week. Braden, however, does not cry at all. He just plays all day. It would appear that our son is quite the social animal.

I am proud of him for being a good boy. It makes me happy to know that he can adjust quickly, and that he likes playing with other kids.

I am not surprised though. I always expected him to excel. I imagine him as leader of a little toddler gang. He is the like the godfather of his class. I am certain he is a benevolent ruler rather than a war time chief. After all he is willing to share food, drink, and pacifiers with me and Arica at any time.

So as we reach hump day on week one I say hail to the new King of Toddler Care.

Monday, March 22, 2010

First Day of Pre-School

Today is a huge day in our home. It is a life changing day. Things will be different now.

For 16 months I have been the first person up in the morning. Each day I tried, rather unsuccessfully, to quietly get ready for work. I snuck out of the house leaving Aria and Braden behind.

This morning I was the last one up. When I roused from my slumber Arica was fully dressed. She was finishing up Braden's breakfast, and she had some muffins in the oven. We had been trying to mentally prepare for this day for weeks. Now it was here. It felt strange.

Today we took Braden to his first day of school, and Arica went back to work.

Unfortunately I had to get used to spending time away from Braden a long time ago. Sometimes I even spent weeks away. During these times it was always comforting to know my little boy was with his Mommy. So this change is a little difficult for me.

It is much more difficult for Arica, and understandably so. She has been with Braden every day for 16 months. I have tried all morning to imagine what it must be like for her, and I can't.  I have no idea how hard this must be for such a wonderful mother. I do know she is hurting and will need support. It broke my heart this morning to see her so sad. I will spend a lot of time praying for her comfort today and in the coming days. I know the best comfort for her will be picking up the little man after work today. That will be a great way to end a difficult day.

I know we are doing the right thing.  More income will allow us to a lot of things we need to do for Braden. It will give him a better future.  He is at a highly recommended Child Development Center. He will learn things and interact with kids. Braden will benefit from this change in many ways.

Still it's tough, especially for Arica. I hope all of you good people will remember us for the next few days as we adjust to a new lifestyle. We will certainly come out stronger in the end, but making a big change requires a little time for adjustment.

As for now I know both Arica and I can't wait until time to see Braden again this afternoon.  And as Tom Petty says, "Waiting is the hardest part."