More teeth

Another day, another bite. That makes four times in about a week's time. Sigh.

Little vampires

So, poor Zachary was bitten at school twice last week and then on Thursday he did the biting of the kid who bit him, so three incidents in four days (he only goes 4 days a week). I understand this is normal behavior for this age and wasn't too concerned about it.

But then I got another call this morning that he had been bit again by a different kid, this time on the face. Again, I understand that these things happen. But I feel that this level of biting rather than an isolated incident or two requires me to perhaps say something or at least inquire as to what is being done as far as prevention. I feel that it may be a lack of supervision issue.

One of the teachers left last week (abruptly- don't know if she was terminated or left) and I have not been a big fan of one of the two remaining teachers. And I wonder if this is part of the issue or what.

Zachary only has another five weeks in this class until he is transitioned to an older class, so perhaps it's not worth making a stink over? Now, I am wondering if I should start the process of putting him another school now rather than after the baby is born since that is inevitable as we cannot afford two in the current place.

It's always something, isn't it?

Arrgh!

Zachary is quite ready to be a pirate for Halloween. His teacher even tells me that every time they talk about Halloween, he says, "Argh!" We are working on "trick or treat."

Some of the joys of motherhood

(This is not in any way meant to be a complaint; rather, it is just a list of the things about which one must inevitably laugh.)

Figuring out at 3 p.m. that you forgot to put on black mascara despite putting on the white base
Smelling a wonderful cinnamon smell all morning and then realizing it's dried oatmeal stuck to your arm
Having a coworker pull a chunk of muffin out of your hair
Walking around most days with something on your shirt or pants
Getting strange looks for toting a sippy cup into work
Always having a wipe handy
Carrying an enormous purse with its contents spilling out

Such a big boy

Last night I put Zachary in his new footed pajamas as it is getting cold here. They are size 4T! Sigh.