Growing Up

Zee started her first day of pre-preschool today. Okay, so it's actually a Mother's Day Out program, but they do follow a curriculum and attempt to educate the littlies. Zee was so very excited about packing and carrying her lunchbox, which is probably the coolest thing ever when it comes to starting school. She also didn't cry at all at drop-off, even though the rest of the class was. She definitely has her mommy's attitude regarding school - she LOVES it! I'm so proud =).

On that note, I'm not sure how I feel about the whole preschool thing. J and I have been seriously considering homeschooling our children, but I can't seem to resist the pull of traditional schooling. Maybe it's because I remember preschool and how much I loved it. Maybe it's because I lack confidence in my ability to actually educate my little people and prepare them for the world. I don't know, but I find that I'm having a hard time getting out of the traditional school mindset. Especially when I see how excited my little girl is about going to school.


Some new Izziosyncrasies:
--It's become a tradition that Joel and I take Izzy to see the horses on base after we drop off our recyclables, but yesterday, after taking her to see the horses and asking if she would like to ride one someday, she announced, "I gonna be a COWBOY!"

--Last week, while driving home from JoAnn Fabrics, Izzy randomly informed me, "My eyes are brownies!" It made my bad day so much better *heart*.

--Three weeks ago, after Joel had to slam on the brakes when traffic suddenly went from 65 to 0, Izzy shouted out, "HOLY CRAP!" Then after noting the amount of laughter that caused, shouted out again, "Holy crap, Dad!" It's time for me to start thinking about what I say around her....


Anyway, now that Izzy has started school twice a week and this baby has not made her appearance (though she is very welcome to come anytime after tomorrow!), I might actually be able to start focusing on this blog a little more. I always have things I want to write so I can look back and remember these sweet days, but it's really hard to find the time to do so.