I knew this day would come

i got my first phone call asking me to come to the nurse to help take care of my baby today. he fell up the stairs (yes, up) and gave himself a pretty good bloody nose. his teacher called me at 3:15 (school is out at 3:30, i teach until 3:25) telling me to come down to the nurse. i sent my middle school student who works in my room after middle school lets out at 2:45 while she waits for her little brother to get done with school at 3:30 to go ask one of the paras from across the hall to come in to watch my class so i could go be a mom. as soon as the para was in the room, i headed down stairs to the nurse's office. once we got him cleaned up, into a fresh shirt, and calmed down, he came up to my room for the last 10 minutes or so of the day. his teacher sent up his backpack with another student. all went well in my room. i got back in time to dismiss the class i had.

tonight i went to the Y with family (sisters in law, brother in law, and nephews) and rode the bike. i got there a little early and told myself that i would ride until they were done. when michelle finished her ride, i was sitting at 52 minutes and some seconds. i decided i would go to 55 minutes. over 8 miles! woo hoo!!!! i know i'll be paying for it tomorrow in terms of not being able to move the lower half of my body without being in fairly significant pain, but it's all good. owen was asleep when i got home. he had an eventful day so i'm not too terribly surprised.

the funniest thing owen said to me today was in the lunchroom: "mommy, go back to your classroom!" i guess it's his school now, i just work there.

on another note, my little boy will be 4 in two weeks. i'm am amazed that it's that close!

coming in to his own

for those of you not following the progress on facebook, owen has made major steps this week at school in regards to me and music. he had music on monday, but was asleep in his classroom so missed it. wednesday, he came in and did a fairly decent job of doing what i asked. when it was time to leave, he went with his class and there were no tears. on friday, i saw him in the lunchroom as i was picking up older kids to come up to my room for recorders. he was putting his tray away (the one day a week he gets hot lunch) and came over to say hi to me. i told him to give me a kiss and then go back to his table. he did just that. no arguing, no tears. it was such an amazing thing to see. two weeks ago, he would have wanted to come to me and stay. probably would have wanted to a week ago! oh, and on thursday we had an assembly. he saw me and waved and stayed with his class. :-D

i am so incredibly proud of my little boy (typed "baby" and then replaced it with "little"...)

my lunch time is with owen's teacher. yesterday she told me that he had received a botany lesson on the turtle puzzle (each part of the turtle is a different piece in the puzzle.) they have a classroom pet turtle, named flash. o's teacher was telling me at lunch yesterday that owen was doing the puzzle and as he was doing it, he was holding up a piece, telling flash, "look flash! this is your ________". cracks me up!

this is owen on school

this is what my little boy is doing at the moment. it's 6:00 p.m. and he's out. we're waiting for daddy to come home so we can have dinner. it was an ok day today. a couple of fits b/c he didn't want to be away from mommy. his class had music time today. he's used to having lots of freedom in my room because prior to today, it's been just him and me in there. class time was a challenge, but it's that hurdle i knew we would have to cross. now that i now what we have to deal with for the music class dynamic, i can start maybe figuring it out. one more day this week, then a three day weekend. we'll need that!

First day of school

This one is from after school. It was a great day!

Owen, Mommy and Daddy before school started today.

Owen and Mommy

Owen and Daddy

Today marks a new chapter in Owen's life. He started preschool today at my school. This is real school, and he goes 9-3:30. His teacher tells me he was wonderful. He was cooperative, well-behaved, listened well, and had a wonderful day. He didn't sleep at quiet time, but that's just fine by me. He looked at books instead. Tomorrow is day two of what I am calling "The Great Experiment". Tomorrow means I get Owen for the first time in music class. We'll see how that goes.