Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Friday, March 4, 2011

It's Done

We've already had two full days with all three boys here at home during the day with me. It isn't as bad as I was working it up to be in my head. Granted, they are probably watching more tv than they should be. Actually, there's no "probably" about it, they ARE watching too much tv. Hopefully I'll get better at trying to keep them occupied without turning to Bubble Guppies and Yo Gabba Gabba for entertainment. I need to also work on our lunch options. I doubt they'd enjoy the constant rotation of mini corn dogs, fish sticks, and chicken nuggets - I want better for them, that stuff is all junk.

Evan's last day went pretty well on a personal level. I didn't cry as much as I did on the twins' last day. I guess it prepped me pretty well. I got a huge knot in my stomach as we turned onto the road where there school is. Something about knowing it was the last time we'd make this trip. We took all three boys in and got in a few more goodbye's with Brennan and Carter's teachers.

Since it was Ev's last day we decided to have him celebrate with his class by ordering pizza for lunch. I think they enjoyed it. Miss Sarah was so sad to see Evan go and was crying in front of all the kids, which made them worried. She waited until we left to read the card I wrote out for her. Want to guess how I know that?

We took pictures of all the boys with each of their teachers and amongst the hustle and bustle of making sure we had everything of Evan's cleaned out we forgot to snap one with Miss Sarah. Fortunately I realized this when we were walking out to the parking lot so Ev and I headed back in. Miss Sarah was pretty upset and was telling me about how she just had just finished reading her card. She really liked it and we captured our last picture of the two of them.

I don't think Evan fully understands that he'll never be going back or visiting with his girlfriend Rhiannon again. He's already said he wanted to go back once. I expect this to pick up in frequency in a little bit and then die down as he starts to forget about them.

We're doing well here at home though, despite the near constant fighting. But that's certainly nothing new. On a positive note, the ladies at the gym daycare were excited to see them. Miss Mariyln (who is probably 70 or 80 years old) even remembered their names, and they haven't been there since early last July!

Brennan and Miss Jenn


Brennan and Miss Michelle


Carter and Miss Jenn


Carter and Miss Michelle


Evan and Miss Kelly


Evan and Miss Sarah