Let's see, OH! Here's a piece of news. We might be moving in the next 10 days. And I really really really really hope that we are. Our lease is almost up, and I found a place that's bigger (1250 sq feet instead of 880) with two bathrooms, secure parking, air conditioning, and a washer and dryer in the unit. Umm, I'm gonna jizz my pants just thinking about it. and it's the SAME price and in my fantasy location. Like, my ultra ultra fantasy. It's called Rivermark area. Everything around the area is brand new. The schools, the houses, the apartments, and they're mostly luxury apartments, so it's all ultra rich (and to me rich = safe) people living there.
Where we would be living is not even a 1/4 mile away from two beautiful parks, a brand new library, a huge field, and a grocery store! And restaurants! I would never have to drive anywhere! And there's a super cute elementary school within a short walk. because, omg. Joey's going to be five in less than two years.
Oh man. I really hope we get this place. We've got a showing tomorrow at 11:00. Basically, in my opinion, as long as no cockroaches, I'm in.
We went to the area yesterday to hang out at the park/go to the library and I met a really nice girl who moved here six months ago from Russia. She reminded me of me after we moved here. She was so eager to make friends and so grateful that I talked to her. It's a hard spot to be in when you first move to a new place. I suggested exchanging contact info at the end of our chat and she was so happy and said, "Your family needs to come over for dinner! My husband is far more outgoing than I am!" haha it was so cute. I really hope that it happens. :)
Super dark picture of the kids at the library reading books. Frankie saw Joey reading and wanted to be just like him. :)
Something so sad happened at the park. Joey never cries at the park. Even when he's hurt, he dusts himself off and keeps going. He's just so happy to be there! So, when he started walking slowly toward me bawling his eyes out, I knew something really got to him. I thought he had hurt himself, but someone had hurt his feelings which to a mother is 5000000x worse.
"Those guys called me a monster." he said, pointing to the playground.
"They said, 'He's a monster! Run!'"
Oh my gosh. I was so sad for my little Joey's heart! Obviously, I told him he's not a monster and that he's a good boy and they were just playing and didn't mean to be unkind and that I was so sorry it made him feel sad. I told him over and over again that he's a good boy and they'd be lucky to have him as a friend. Oh my gosh. When I hugged him, I started silently crying! Is this what it's like to be a parent!? This wasn't even one of those hard moments where your kid gets left out, or someone at school decides randomly that they don't like them. It was just two kids playing and Joey could've easily become the monster and played right along with them, he just doesn't understand that yet!
Womp. Being a parent has such joys and such heartache already. and Joey's only three.
Oh! Something else along these lines slightly:
On Wednesday nights, Joey goes to Cubbies from 6:30-8 pm. Cubbies is age 3-5, so Joey's the youngest kid there. Last week, we had worked so hard on his memory verse, and review verse, and Cubbies motto, and he had everything memorized (as always) to earn his sticker.
Last Wednesday I got a text message at around 7:45 saying that Joey had to go potty, but he wouldn't let anyone take him and could I please come take him. I thought that was kind of weird, but I obviously came and took him to the bathroom, at which point he had already slightly peed his pants.
After Cubbies, his teacher said in this awkwardly condescending way, "Yaaaa, we're gonna need you to come sit in for the next few weeks." I was shocked! Was Joey misbehaving? I thought things had been going so well! "Oh! Is he not listening?"
"No, it's not that. It's just the bathroom situation. He wouldn't let me take him. Oh, also we didn't get to do the memory verses with him today."
Oh my gosh. I was so mad! I was SO mad. I couldn't believe how ridiculously, unprecedentedly mad I was. She didn't get to the memory verse with my Joey, who had been practicing and practicing and excited to tell them to the teacher to earn an apple sticker?!? and she wants me to sit in on the entire class, just because 15 minutes before Cubbies ends he has to go pee?! That would distract him from the whole thing and he'd try to sit by me the whole time and talk to me. I know Joey.
That's when I thought of all the times my mom was upset about our teachers growing up and how I thought she was being silly. Oh my gosh. I get it now. BECAUSE...
All week, I had been stressing about the fact that Joey wouldn't go to the bathroom with her. What if he wouldn't go to the bathroom with anyone else?! How would I ever leave him anywhere ever?! How could I help him get comfortable with the idea at home when it's just us!? and what would it be like this week at Cubbies when I sat in on class with him?!
Fast forward to Wednesday night. There was a different teacher there. The teacher that was there for the first three Cubbies classes. Apparently since that, she rotates with teacher B every other week.
(Me) "Hi. So, I guess we've been having some issues with Joey going to the bathroom."
(Her) "What? That's news to me. I always take Joey right before story time."
(Me) "And he goes with you?"
(Her) "Of course!"
(Me) "The teacher last week told me that I need to sit in on the class."
(Her) "What? That's completely unnecessary!"
(Me) "That's such a relief to hear. Thank-you. I feel so much better. Also, last week Joey never got to do his verses."
(Her) "Oh no!"
(Me) "He has them memorized still from last week, and this week's. So I was wondering if you have time if you could go over them with him so he can earn his sticker."
(Her) "Of course! I'm always amazed with Joey's memory verses!"
OH. MY. GOSH. Talk about relief! All the things I was worrying about with Joey just *poof* went away, and it was all because of a different teacher! I don't know exactly how I'm gonna approach the teacher this coming Wednesday, but I think I'll just ask her if she can take Joey to the potty before story time. I'm going to tell her to just text me if there are any problems and I'll talk to Joey this week about how going with the new teacher is okay and not to worry.
Also, Joey earned a new badge this week and he was pretty stoked. :)
The best picture I could get of Joey after Cubbies "drinking" his Goldfish crackers and running on a bench after running around playing tag with other little Cubbies.
One confession I have is that I. love. letting. the. kids. watch. T.V. It's terrible. I let them watch 15 minutes in the morning while I shower and 20 minutes while I'm cooking and it has seriously saved my sanity. And they look SO cute when they're watching.
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