School Days

The boys all started preschool this fall. H returned to school but joined a new class, with new teachers. He is also a in a new building and while one of this teachers from his previous class also moved to the new building (leaving the old class behind), H wouldn't give her the time of day the first few days of school. He'd hop out of the car every morning at drop off, clearly ignoring her attempts at hello, and parade into his room. I'm not sure if he was miffed that she left for a different classroom or simply didn't recognize her in the new context... Regardless though, he seems to be adjusting very well to his new room. And I'm very pleased to report that his self-reliance skills have picked back up: "Gotta clean up this mess" he'll say appraisingly, looking around the mayhem the little boys left in the living room. H is on the job.

B and E are also doing fairly well in their classroom, in great part due to the loving patience that our au pair has shown. She has helped them make this transition and now is able to drop them off with minimal (though still intense) crying jags. They have been going to school for a little more than a week and seem to be excited to be part of the classroom. Hopefully, they'll start looking forward to school soon.

All in all, we are doing well. I finished surgery and now am in the midst of OB/GYN. While I am enjoying the people and the medicine very much, I am nevertheless counting down the days until it is over and Miss M makes her arrival. Though I told A that today I delivered a little baby boy whose parents had been very much anticipating that he was a girl. A promises me that there is a law stating that ultrasound techs who get the sex of the baby wrong subsquently have to pay for that child's college tuition ;-) .... heh, let's just hope I don't have to find out if he's right.

Duty Calls

Little E-- at the children's museum--- it's a tough job pretending to be a fireman, but someone's gotta do it.