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change isn’t always for the better

I don’t like to get into politics too much on this site, because, when it comes to opinions, I think everyone is entitled to one and, last time I checked, arguing on the Internet rarely solves anything.  However…

We found out that the school board election in Rhiannon’s school district, the one in which over half the school board was up for vote, did not go the way the teacher’s union wanted. The new members are conservatives who ran on a platform that teachers are overpaid and schools would be better off as charter schools run by parents.

I think it might be time to consider a different school district. At least we have a few years before Brooklynn actually goes to school; we can assess how much things have gone downhill at that point.

smarter than a 6th grader

When I was in school, I was good at math. I’d dare say (at the risk of coming off a little egotistical) I was really good at math.

How things change…

Smarter Than a 6th Grader from Chris&Rhiannon on Vimeo.

8 * 6 = 48, not 64.  That only took me about 7 seconds, or over 10% of my allotted time.  In my defense, the students only have to get a 70% to pass, so I was being held to a higher standard. Something about Rhiannon remembering how I think I’m good at this sort of stuff or something…

big night out

Last night, both Rhiannon and I played volleyball, which means someone else watched Brooklynn for the evening for the first time since we had her. You know the TV shows where a couple goes out for an evening for the first time but calls the baby-sitter 70 million times just to check in and spends the entire night wondering what is going on at home?

That was not us.

  • Brooklynn is not old enough to run around, take off her pajamas, hide in a closet, or break things. She is also not scared of people who are not Mom or Dad.
  • We already gave her a bath, so all that was left in the pre-bedtime routine was to eat. Brooklynn loves to eat. This was not a problem.
  • After she eats, she’s almost always happy and then she falls asleep for the night.
  • Finally, we left her with Rhiannon’s aunt and uncle (parents of the former baby-who-doesn’t-trust-me, now morphed into a very polite kindergartner with 30 minutes of homework each night including math and reading).

30 minutes of homework each night for a kindergartner? They don’t even go to school full time. Sixth graders aren’t suppose to have much over an hour each night. I think when I went to kindergarten for a half day, a good chunk of it was recess, naps, and snack time. And we would do something really challenging, like learn about the letter “C”. Amazing what happens when you expect kids to be taking AP Differential Equations and Advanced Cellular Biology by the time they finish high school.

/end rant

  • We left Brooklynn with Rhiannon’s family, who have raised a child of their own successfully up to this point and went through the baby stage not that long ago. We felt confident in them to handle our easy-going daughter for an hour or two of wakefulness.

And it went wonderfully. She was sleeping when we picked her up (and at 10:30 in the evening, we really hoped she would be). Frankly, since we are planning on asking them to watch her again, we were more worried about Brooklynn behaving badly and them not wanting her back.

Yes, she spit up on Mark. That’s kind of what she does at this stage of her life and really, it just shows how comfortable she was there. Or how uncomfortable she is until she burps after eating. I still can’t tell if she just thinks it’s funny to soil as much laundry as possible.

home away from home

Another week has passed with Brooklynn back at home, and we’ve done our best to keep things on a similar schedule as when she was at daycare. Sadly, the sleeping through the night seems to have taken a leave of absence, and all of a sudden we have a child who takes naps during the day and wants to play for a while during the wee hours of the morning.

Having a run of four days at daycare was kind of eye opening for me. Yes, we got better at getting Brooklynn’s bags packed up to go, and no, I wasn’t ready for the fact that a human under 20 pounds can need that much stuff. I think she takes more with her leaving the house than I do heading out the door to work, mostly because I am able to use a bathroom and I don’t usually fear that I will throw up on myself and require a change of clothes. I guess I have that going for me.

We’re really happy with where we’re taking her, and considering we didn’t spend the months of pregnancy checking out a million daycare options, we feel pretty fortunate about how it all turned out. We kind of stumbled into it at a Super Bowl party last January and put a check mark next to that to do item. And it worked out.

Jamie, our daycare provider, is pretty flexible on days and time and has a ‘dropping your kids off with a friend’ rather than at an institution feel. She has two kids of her own and a few other kids around. After seeing Grace and Jacoby obsess over the baby, I’m pretty sure Brooklynn isn’t hurting for attention when she is away from us. I don’t think it’s easy leaving your child to spend a big chunk of her day with someone else, but neither Rhiannon nor I are ready to quit our jobs anytime soon, so we do what we can to spend time with her in the evenings and weekends and feel good about knowing she’s in a good home during the day.

In fact, considering that Brooklynn slept through the night every single day we took her to daycare and has only done it a few times since, we’re strongly considering sending her back to daycare early.

(I’m kidding. Maybe.)

(Jamie, what is your secret to get her to sleep? And how do you watch five or six children at once? I can barely handle one, and she doesn’t move on her own yet.)

Plus, I know at Jamie’s, there is usually a camera around somewhere, which should make Brooklynn feel right at home. It’s good to have those small consistencies, like the feeling that paparazzi are following you everywhere. I imagine by the time Brooklynn is five, she’ll expect media coverage of her first day of school.

bring on the flu

Maybe you’ve turned on the news or listened to the radio sometime in the past week and heard about the “RUN FOR YOUR LIVES, THE PIGS ARE COMING!!” disease, better known as the swine flu.  I admit, it is something that needs to be made known, and for small children or the weak and elderly, it can be very dangerous.  But really, talk of closing the border between countries?

Pandemic conjures up images of widespread panic, irrational fear, and a very dangerous situation.  Ok, two out of three of ain’t bad.  I know that people have died and that it is slowly spreading around the world, but people die every year from the flu.  Is it a new strain that has never spread human to human before?  Yep.  Is it a super virus destined to wipe out the entire human race and/or irrevocably alter the course of history? Um, at this point, all indications point to no.  People who have the disease got on planes, and a pandemic to me means that everyone on that plane now has it as well.

Ok, I watch and read too much science fiction.

According to the World Health Organization, we are reaching pandemic levels, but we have much more pressing diseases to worry about close to home.

Like Fifths disease and Scarlett Fever, or as I like to call them, Parvovirus B19 (aka erythema infectiosum) and toxic streptococcus bacteria.  Kids in Rhiannon’s school have had both of these diseases recently and saying the scientific names make it sound much more panic-inducing.  Sure, about half of all adults have had the virus that causes Fifths and most don’t know it, and Scarlett Fever is essential a bad case of strep throat, but you worry a little with tiny unborn people who are little and precious like Beta.

The doctor says nothing to worry about anymore this late in the game and carry on like normal.  I say keep Beta away from nasty, germy hobbitses school-children, but we’ll trust the incubator to do its job in these cases.

Rhiannon did say one of her co-workers gave her an economy sized jar of hand-sanitizer to use in her classroom.  Take that, pigs.

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