The dog ate Bubby's favorite movie while he was at preschool. When he came home and I told him, he cried and kept saying, "What a sad, sad day. I'm so sad. What a sad, sad day." Scout came over to comfort him with a lick and a sniff which only made him yell at her to go away and repeat, "What a sad, sad day." It was equally heartbreaking and hilarious.
Bugaboo has had a lot of good moments lately to counteract the moments where he just screams, (like today at naptime and bedtime). He is obsessed with the Pete the Cat books. He flips through them and "reads" them. I think it is because of the Groovy Button book that he has been fixated on belly buttons today, which he calls, "Button-Button!!" He says it with a lot of enthusiasm, and then says, "Oh, fun-ny." His intonation for "funny" is just like my friend, Christy, from high school, and I think of her every time he says it. He also likes the word, "groovy," now.
I signed up for a 5K - The Glow Run - which I am hoping is low-key for my first 5K since I still stink at running. I don't get to the gym as often as I need to. I have days on the treadmill when I want to cry. But I can't because people would stare and my inner-Jillian/Tom Hanks combo is screaming, "There's no crying in baseball!" So some days I don't push myself, and I end up walking more than I should. Yesterday I did push myself, and it felt horribly great. Today I cursed myself for even signing up for a run - me the girl who never got an A in P.E. Learning to run is teaching me much more about myself than it is teaching me to run. I am not sure how I feel about that.
One final bit of news - tomorrow I go in for a combined IFSP (think IEP) and transition meeting for Bugaboo. In December he ages out of First Steps, so we have to begin the process now of seeing what services he will qualify for in our school district's early childhood special education program. I have a lot of thoughts I am processing about this as well.
Some random good stuff from the last week:
- Dinner all by myself on Thursday night. Glorious.
- My four-year old insisting that the dress I was wearing were jammies.
- My two-year old saying, "Hold you." and "Hug you." when he wanted to be held/hugged.
- Bugaboo starting Awana - he gets to be in a class with his peers instead of staying in the nursery.
- Bubby and I hit up Lowes for the first time for their free workshop. We built a very sad looking airplane, but we had a good time.
- Ann Voskamp's words of wisdom, "There are weeds and disappointments and seeming failures. There are days that tear out still-beating chunks of your bare heart, whole seasons that feel like every breath is through burning smoke. There is always hope. The real essence of the universe is endless grace – which is the theological term for surprises."