Bits and pieces
We're back from a lovely camping trip, and I've somehow managed to wash, dry, and put away all fourteen loads of laundry. That's not like me.
On Tuesday I read something that has changed my life since then—that the dishwasher is for holding dirty dishes, not clean ones. While I theoretically know this, somehow having it put like that has really helped me. The past three days I've had a clean sink and counter. We'll see how I do over the weekend. Things always get messy then.
Red Chief has started preschool. I can hardly believe that he's already four years old and going to preschool. The decision to send him was hard for me: I really like having him home with me. But I finally convinced myself that two short sessions a week hardly qualifies as institutionalization. I do think it's what's best for him at the moment, and he's enjoying it so far.
Tiger Lily is growing from a cute, innocent little baby into a little person. She has strong opinions and preferences, and she's learning to express them through words, gestures, and general loudness. It's funny that when you have a baby you hardly believe they'll ever grow up, and then they go and do it.