I brought my daughter home from her first day at preschool today. She had a blast and can’t wait to go back next week. Now I just have to figure out how to keep my son from going totally apeshit every time I drop her off and pick her up. He always wants to run in and play with all the toys.
Once he got home today and realized he had the house to himself without his big sister beating on him, he was quite content. He was lounging on her couch this morning with his legs crossed, eating fruit and watching TV. That just isn’t physically possible when his sister is around. It’s also a nice chance for the two of us to have mommy and son time which we don’t get very often.
Now they’re both sitting at the table together and yelling and screaming. It’s not mad screaming. It’s just screaming to see who can scream the loudest. Now I’m off to stuff some cotton in my earballs.