Knitting Project Finished

Only smaller projects for a while!

First Day of Preschool

Today was the first day of preschool for Rauno. Or so we thought. He went to sleep late, woke up early... and cranky. We thought "it's no big deal." But all of a sudden, he's sitting on the couch, and he begins puking. We decided this was a psychological thing. He was nervous, and thus, he became physically ill. We started driving to school. He pukes again in the car. I drove back home immediately. At home he was fine. No more vomiting. I have never seen anyone become this ill-seeming because of being frightened or nervous. Tomorrow we will make a second attempt. There will be no speaking about "play school," which is what we call it to make it seem less intimidating. And no fussing about getting him to eat his breakfast; no confirming that he knows how to ask to use the bathroom; nor making a deal about getting him dressed. We will be calm and cool and easily ease him to school.

We're looking happy here:

Pacifist buys toy soldiers for son

Yep. I got him some toy soldiers. Or rather, I believe they're toy cops. But some of them are carrying guns so it's the same thing for me -- they're violent figures. Call me a hypocrite, but I'm just a desperate mother.