Showing posts with label daycare. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daycare. Show all posts
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Look What I Can Do!
Owen goes to day care a baby and comes home a multi-talented, super-duper cool kid. Look at him sitting up, all on his own! We are impressed. He is also learning to lift his butt off the ground, and is primed for crawling. And he spins 90 degrees. And eats. And earnestly watches the cats. And and and... I get the feeling that if he hung out at home all the time, he wouldn't be advancing so quickly. But with seven other little friends to watch all day, Owen is learning how to be independent. Hooray!
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Illness
Are you that surprised that the next entry after "Owen Starts Daycare" is about the illness now infecting our house? Yeah, we're not that surprised, either.
Despite having troubles eating due to his stuffed nose, Owen has been a champ through his cold. If Owen was cranky and whiny and crying constantly, this would be harder than it is. He stayed home from daycare for two days, but he's back again and they haven't called us to say, "Please come pick him up now."
I have not been as lucky, staying home from school for three days and having a generally hard time studying the intricacies of Article 1 courts with my head full of snot. The hardest part of having a sick baby is that sick babies are up all night... and being sick myself, I'm not getting enough sleep to fight this cold. So there you have it.
And luckily for Owen and I, Dave is not sick. Unlucky for him is that he has to take care of us.
Despite having troubles eating due to his stuffed nose, Owen has been a champ through his cold. If Owen was cranky and whiny and crying constantly, this would be harder than it is. He stayed home from daycare for two days, but he's back again and they haven't called us to say, "Please come pick him up now."
I have not been as lucky, staying home from school for three days and having a generally hard time studying the intricacies of Article 1 courts with my head full of snot. The hardest part of having a sick baby is that sick babies are up all night... and being sick myself, I'm not getting enough sleep to fight this cold. So there you have it.
And luckily for Owen and I, Dave is not sick. Unlucky for him is that he has to take care of us.
Monday, September 8, 2008
Day Care
Owen started part-time day care last Wednesday - and so far, he's enjoying it. He attends just in the mornings. 7 other babies, from newborn to 12 months, are in the Wee Bears room, and he has two teachers: Tara and Lindsay. His friend Myah is also in the class. Every day the teachers send home a progress report - how much he ate, at what time he took a nap, etc. They even include some more interesting information, such as, "Owen enjoyed sitting in the shade of the trees and being outside today." We've decided to keep the reports so that Owen can see them when he's older and track his own development. Because truthfully, these reports are more thorough than we can ever be with his baby book.
When we began looking for daycare, we were surprised to find that many daycare programs in this area only accepted new kids at the beginning of the school year. As a result, we enrolled Owen in part-time care even though Dave is home full-time until January 2009. But this way, Owen will be socialized with other kids, and he'll be eased into part-time care so that when he has to attend full-time in January, it won't be such a shock.
When we began looking for daycare, we were surprised to find that many daycare programs in this area only accepted new kids at the beginning of the school year. As a result, we enrolled Owen in part-time care even though Dave is home full-time until January 2009. But this way, Owen will be socialized with other kids, and he'll be eased into part-time care so that when he has to attend full-time in January, it won't be such a shock.
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