Words of Wisdom

V to A: You always tease me. If you tease me, when I grow up I might not treat you the right way. You should stop.

While eating breakfast, V: Trump is not going to win.
Me: How do you know?
V:Because he is a racist.
Me: Who told you?
V: J
Me: What does that mean "racist"?
V: He says words that are mean.

BIG Weekend

My almost 5 month old had the weekend of a lifetime. He went to his first zoo and met a donkey, tried food for the first time(yams!), and went to his first swimming lesson! He did not make a peep and he stayed in the teacher's arms for the full half hour splashing and kicking. He had never even been submerged in water as most of his baths are sponge baths. I am very lucky to have such an easy happy baby. LOVE LOVE LOVE.

We DID it!

We made it through our first week of school. I barely had any of my classes due to transition week for the younger students. I did not tutor a soul (nobody has gotten bad grades yet) and most after school activities have not started. But I am beat. Maybe old? Maybe uninspired? I feel silly paying someone to take care of little f. Someone should be paying me to hang out with him. He is so sleep trained that we do not see each other AT ALL. He is in da crib by 7:30pm and does not wake up until some time between 5:45-6:45am. He nurses and then goes back to sleep. We are like ships that pass in the night.

I cannot remember what I have and have not shared of (mostly V) quotations so please pardon any repetitions. Here we go:

When I asked V about getting in trouble: No, I did not. Ms J and I had a meeting in the cubby room about not talking during meeting.

When I asked again the next day: Today was good. I did not get in trouble. Well, except for one thing with the paint.
Me: What thing with the paint?
V: Don't worry about it mamá.

J and I were arguing because he wanted to take communion in chapel at school and he said: But I love Jesus (and I puked in my mouth a little).
Me: Fine. But you are still not taking communion.
J: And when I am thirteen, I am going to have a Bar Mitzvah.
 (as you can tell we are doing a stellar job with the religion thing)


More soon...

Welcome to September!

And we are off! Sad to write but I am back to work tomorrow. I have never been less enthusiastic but I am hoping that once I am there I will get back into the swing of things. We are on night three of "ferberizing" little F and so far (knock on wood) so good. The first night we had to take V out of the room because he was crying more loudly than his brother. He could not stand that we weren't "helping him" and I felt his pain. F was on duty all night and had to go into the room for two one hour stretches. Last night little F cried for 15 minutes at bedtime and then BAM slept 10 hours straight. We shall see what tonight brings. With all of the anxiety about going back to work I doubt I will sleep much anyway. It is amazing that a few nights ago I was nursing him for hours and hours at night and had him in my bed and he is already adapting to being independent. Little F!! Someone should pay me to spend so much time with him.