Getting Ready for the Weekend!
On Tuesday I sent Neil a photo of me and Finn on Father's Day. The photo of me in the fountain with Finn made me think of my metaphor of parenting, and reminded me of a story Neil told me about his metaphor for parenting. Neil replied with an invitation to a party in Burbank tonight. It sounds like fun, for as much of it Finn and I can stay. It's all up to Finn. He probably won't be too pleased having to be in the car from Santa Barbara to Burbank in rush hour traffic! My sister in law Rachel is coming along for company and help.
Next week is a big week for Finn. Well, sort of. The following week, July 6th, that's the big week. He's moving over to the "big kid's" room at child care. He'll be with a new teacher and in a new group. He started visiting that side this week, so he'll be used to it. However, the past few days he spent most the day over there, and isn't in the young infants room much at all anymore. So, while next week is officially his last week in the young infants side, it's sort of in title only.
I racked my brain for several days thinking of the perfect gift for his teacher Charity. She's been his teacher (I think teacher is such a funny title for his care givers, but they have ECE units, so it works) since he was 3 months old. And let's not forget, for Mr. Preemie, 3 months old was a little younger than 2 months old. She's the one who scratched his face and he avenged himself on, but farting in her face. She's been very good, and I'm going to miss her a lot.
I ordered her gift today. You see, when I drop Finn off, I say a few things to him in English and ASL, then I kiss his left palm. I get that kiss from Audrey Penn's book The Kissing Hand. It's all about Chester Raccoon who is anxious about going to school for the first time. His mother kisses his left palm, so he could carry that kiss with him, and hold it against his cheek whenever he needs it. I have ordered her a copy of the book, along with a Chester doll.
I have one more bit of Finn news, and this is adorable. He has become a hugger. Last night, he started to lean away from me as I held him, and lean into Mary. Turns out it wasn't Mary he wanted. He wrapped his arms around her boy, Harrison, and gave him a big hug. Then he did the same thing to a little girl in his childcare being held by his teacher this morning. I am so proud of my loving, gracious, compassionate boy.
Next week is a big week for Finn. Well, sort of. The following week, July 6th, that's the big week. He's moving over to the "big kid's" room at child care. He'll be with a new teacher and in a new group. He started visiting that side this week, so he'll be used to it. However, the past few days he spent most the day over there, and isn't in the young infants room much at all anymore. So, while next week is officially his last week in the young infants side, it's sort of in title only.
I racked my brain for several days thinking of the perfect gift for his teacher Charity. She's been his teacher (I think teacher is such a funny title for his care givers, but they have ECE units, so it works) since he was 3 months old. And let's not forget, for Mr. Preemie, 3 months old was a little younger than 2 months old. She's the one who scratched his face and he avenged himself on, but farting in her face. She's been very good, and I'm going to miss her a lot.
I ordered her gift today. You see, when I drop Finn off, I say a few things to him in English and ASL, then I kiss his left palm. I get that kiss from Audrey Penn's book The Kissing Hand. It's all about Chester Raccoon who is anxious about going to school for the first time. His mother kisses his left palm, so he could carry that kiss with him, and hold it against his cheek whenever he needs it. I have ordered her a copy of the book, along with a Chester doll.
I have one more bit of Finn news, and this is adorable. He has become a hugger. Last night, he started to lean away from me as I held him, and lean into Mary. Turns out it wasn't Mary he wanted. He wrapped his arms around her boy, Harrison, and gave him a big hug. Then he did the same thing to a little girl in his childcare being held by his teacher this morning. I am so proud of my loving, gracious, compassionate boy.