Daycare update

Oh yes, K had her first day at the new daycare today. It went fantastically. When I told her this morning we were going to leave for daycare soon, she put her doll in the bag we take to daycare, went to get her coat and did a little dance. Once we got there, she went straight for the toys without a backwards glance and never noticed when I left. When I picked her up, I was a little afraid it would be a battle to get her to leave. She was happy to see me, but she was also still enjoying herself. The daycare provider has a son two weeks younger than K, and apparently they were ideally suited to playing together since they're at exactly the same developmental level, in addition to having very similar personalities (calm, able to play independently for long periods). K got an excellent report at the end of the day.

I'm sure things won't always go so perfectly, but I'm glad we got such a good start. I think K's reactions are a definite sign that she's ready to be out of the house and socializing with other kids on a regular basis. If we hadn't needed daycare, I probably would have start researching preschools for January.

Quote of the day

"It seems so asinine that breastfeeding in public is even a topic of discussion. What's up with this, guys? Is it that your breasts aren't good for anything? Does it enrage you that your nipples are just sitting there, mocking you with their vestigiality?"

-Alice Bradley, Wonderland

The textbook definition of "mixed blessing"

The other day, K took off a wet diaper and put it in the toilet. There's a certain logic there, but I don't like to think what a large cloth diaper would do to our plumbing.

However, she wasn't able to flush the toilet because the handle has been broken for the past two weeks and the only way to flush is to lift the lid off and yank the chain, which K isn't nearly storng enough to do.

Do you think I should send our landlord a thank you note for his negligence?