I am enjoying a lovely day at home with Alice. Mom is off chaperoning a field trip with Corwin, Charles is at school, and Alice has the day off because it’s parent teacher conference time at daycare. I went in this morning and Alice is doing fine. The best part was when they asked how the weekend went and I replied “Fine, except Alice’s mom turned 40”. They all looked at each other, making “oh, my” noises. Yeah, no one can kill a conversation like I can.
The staff did say that Alice was still showing some separation anxiety, although I think that’s mostly play acting because it doesn’t start until I set her down in the room and sometimes she does it after pestering me to leave the house early. Alice is also have a bit of trouble with transitions from one activity to another, but after dealing with Charles that seems like a quibble. The staff was impressed with Alice’s performance skills, which loyal readers know are phenomenal. The biggest news is that Alice is starting to pedal bikes instead of direct foot based propulsion. I hadn’t noticed that before but as I type this, Alice is crusing about the house pedaling her little tricycle.
Still, Alice is a bit conflicted about growing up. This morning she had to go potty so I went along to help. While sitting on the toilet, Alice looks at me and asks “what are you doing here?”. So next time I wait downstairs, which leads to Alice plaintively calling down “Daddy! Where are you?”.
I could write a book about the conversation killers I have had in parent teacher conferences, LOL! The 40 comment is pretty mild.
