“One of the boys found a poop in the classroom!” cried Eloise excitedly the other day when I asked her about school. Could she tell me what story the teacher read? What songs they sang? The game they played in her first ever gym class? Nope. But there were poops, so that was the highlight of her day. And, sadly, the laugh I got out of her little report was the highlight of my week, too.
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*The Preschool Report. The best part of my day has become the moment when the school doors open and Ellie and her little friends walk out at the end of the day to greet us. Ellie continues to be very brave, although several drop-offs have been tough. She’s getting the hang of this new schedule…and, I guess, so am I. I love hearing about her day, and the way she reports it (a la the story above) is priceless.
*Apple Holler. Last Fall, when we were doing our best just to breathe through heavy grief and to reconnect as a family of three, we discovered apple picking at Apple Holler. We found great comfort being out in the orchards, seeing Ellie’s joy as she devoured the apples she picked. It had been the first time in a very long time that Mike and I had smiled. We thought it would be a fitting activity once again last weekend. And it was another great time. Although it would have been even better had the weather not been an insufferable 97 degrees. We might have to try again later this Fall when things cool off!
*FALL! Speaking of all things autumn…it’s nearly that time of year again! My favorite. Crisp air, colorful leaves, college football, cozy hoodies and sweaters and boots. Comfort clothes! Come on, 70 degrees…I’m anxiously awaiting your arrival.
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