Saturday, October 4, 2008
stop buggering me
Lucy likes to say "stop buggering me" whenever she's annoyed with me or mad at me, which happens to be most of the time (apparently).
She has also been telling on herself in a roundabout way. I ask her how preschool went and she says "I was a good friend today, I did great!" I love to hear it but usually this proclamation is followed by such statements as: "We don't throw sand at our friends" and "we don't use potty talk not ever ever" or "we don't never ever squish our friends work".
Her teachers claim that she is doing good at preschool. I think they might be afraid of setting me off or something as I have called one 'insider' who needed to talk me off the ledge when I was struck with fear and dread that Lucy might get kicked out of preschool. Lucy's friend Bennett reported to his mom that "Lucy was crabby today".
Lucy went to her grandparents house on Friday night and I won't see her until Sunday morning. Although she could barely be bothered to say good bye to me Friday (after double checking that I was staying home) it was reported that she spent a lot of time crying for mommy and wanting to go home. I am at once sad that she's sad and happy that she's sad.
Despite my lack of child I find myself exhausted as always. It could be that I spent 5 hours painting the basement and another hour hauling stuff upstairs. It could also be the margarita and the extravagantly large meal I consumed.