A good day. Are we coming out of it?
Today was a good day. Well, it was a good day after I dropped her off at school. It was a good day when we first got up. It was not so good between the time I made her breakfast and informed her today was a school day in response to her "what we gonna do today?" question that she asks every morning, and the time I actually managed to get her belted into the car for the ride to school.
BUT... once there, there weren't too many tears when we said goodbye. I had a good conversation 1:1 with the director before leaving to learn more about what Bobbin's doing when I'm not there and it was positive and insightful. She's doing great, bottom line. She's not so keen on making new friends. We think she might think that by doing so she'd be disloyal to her old friends. Oh man, if there's one thing that I CANNOT relate to its the concept of disloyalty to old friends. I didn't make friends easily as a kid either, but I always had a few where ever we lived. it would have been ten times worse, moving around as frequently as I did, if I maintained some sense of loyalty to my old friends that dictated that I couldn't make new ones. But I digress. I guess she's polite and not aggressive; she just shuns any attempts to get her to play with them. Although there are two little girls whose names she mentions frequently at home with great enthusiasm. She has professed her love about one. And there is a little boy that she has fun with. He's a bit of a troublemaker from what I can tell. Not bad; just likes to push the limits. So we might try and arrange some outside-of-school playdates.
She was great at school - happy, participating, friendly, listening. And there were no meltdowns after school. Or even after Tim got her home. Or even while dinner was cooking. Or even whlie we were eating. Or even while we were playing. Or even while we were getting ready for jammies. Or even while we were being tucked in. It was like the Bobbin that we know and love was BACK, and the little devil that had been possessing her for the last 4 weeks is gone. Knock on wood. We'll see if we can repeat the same tomorrow. Maybe even avoid the morning meltdown.
I have been exercising; made my goal last week with a walk on Saturday, and started off this week with 60 minutes Sunday and again this evening. It's just getting boring to write about, and I imagine even more boring to read about so I haven't been posting it every day. But it's happening!
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It's not boring. It's like on of those inspiring sports films movie, where they condense the months and months of hard training scene into a quick montage. You do all the hard work, that's real and necessary and gets results, and I sit in my comfy chair and cheer. Just add an "Eye of the Tiger" soundtrack to the site and you're good to go.
Posted by Sunfriday on October 11, 2008 10:31 AM.