I have two girls (7 and 3) and have been married for 10 years. While I am blessed with everything, there is a lack of sanity that I need to write about. This is my blog that two dear friends (Heidi and Sue) said that I could accomplish..thank you. If you are offended, you may not want to read any further. Comments are welcome and thanks for stopping by...
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Wednesday, August 22, 2012
This is the time that I go into awkward overdrive..trying to be funny and then tell myself to shut the freak up.
On the Tuesday after Labor Day, Rachel is going into the Toddler 2 class. Because she is young, there is still such pomp, circumstance and a boat load of prep. Last night, I went to her T-2 orientation (thinking the next appropriate orientation will be when she is a rising freshman at an Ivy league.) Going against what I know, I am pretty excited for several reasons.
I don't want Rachel to speed through her youth but God damn, I can't wait until she is clearly verbal. Currently she says things that are kind of mushy. I tend to say "yes" and nod while she pouts and gets pissy (her father's daughter) and will point out what she wants. Also this is the stage of the potty! I had my girls 4.5 years apart. I have tasted traveling with a child that doesn't need diapers...I want that feeling back.
Of course, with the orientation with other parents, there my awkward attempt of conversation. We talk about the required list of clothes that needs to be labeled. This is the time that I go into awkward overdrive..trying to be funny and then tell myself to shut the freak up. I just hope this doesn't prevent Rachel from having a friend over at our cul-de-sac. Why couldn't Ching be here with me? There is Nathan's mom who shares the same last name as Rachel. Of course, his parents pronounce it the correct way: "Wong". As I apparently do the Chinese version of dirty white trash.."Wang". She can't see that I am awkward since her first language isn't English. Her son is currently in China with relatives. I mention missing (her son) terribly..."where in God's name does that come from?" Christ, I am so jealous of this woman being home, alone, eating bad rangoon at a whim. (And then she waves me off...Good God.)
I listen to the Toddler 2 Class teachers...I am admitting this now. I have seen the T2 teachers daily for over a year. I have asked others three times of their names. I couldn't keep track and I couldn't ask again..finally tonight, I know who is whom..Ashley, Sarah, Megan, left to right.
They talk about the napping and how some will not want to..I don't worry about that. My girl Rachel, with the rolled eye indifference loves to sleep, but I still question how in God's name they get her on that mat?
This seems like a double edge sword. I don't want to rush my daughter's growth but I want her to get to the age that I love with is 3..still a child but also a little person of personality and selfishly fully toilet trained. There is less of a production..just on the go. But who am I kidding? I am home folding laundry while Ching is with them on the go. At that time I am protected from getting those pissy texts that say, "there are no wipes in the diaper bag."
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