- Nutella’s new job requires her to work Saturdays sometimes (approx. once every 6 weeks or so). Luckily, she traded a later Saturday for this past one, and now she’s done with them for the year. So there were 2 recent days that I’ve called my ‘Single Mom Saturdays’ (SMS), and they were reminiscent of my FMLA time with Curly. Only way easier. I remember trying to go on outings with him at 3-5 months old and they were always so challenging. Sometimes we’d get to where we were going, only to stay barely 20 minutes before he had a meltdown. The first SMS, I met with my parents at a local park where we had a picnic lunch, let Curly run around the playground, and then walked a couple miles around a lake while he was perfectly content in his stroller. For the other SMS this past weekend, I took Curly back to a special place (pictures below) that I had taken him while on FMLA. He had fun running around and exploring for nearly an hour, no problems. FMLA just doesn’t happen at the ‘right’ time!
- I am currently sporting a black eye, courtesy of Curly. I took him out of his high chair after lunch on Saturday, to go upstairs for his afternoon nap, and he was really tired and head butted me right on the bone under my eye. I’ve had to explain to my co-workers that my toddler beat me up. This was after he gave me a fat lip using the same method many months ago. A warning to parents: your children are not only a danger to themselves, but a danger to you as well.
- We will be updating about the daycare food situation after Nutella attends “back to school night” on Wednesday. Just to give you a little glimpse…there’s a sign-up sheet for families along with a note about what you’re bringing to share. Everyone is bringing ‘cookies’, ‘chips’, ‘something sweet,’ etc. Nutella is going to bring baked snap pea crisps🙂
- Finally, I want to wish my dear Nutella a very happy birthday today! She’s the light of my life and the heart of our home, and Curly and I are so very lucky to have her.
FMLA, one year ago
Single Mom Saturday, last weekend