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New Favorite Food:  Daddy's Protein Bars (Buttin doesn't really like sharing)

Not THAT Mom

I really like Cub's preschool.

I especially love his current classroom, but most children move up to the next classroom by around age 19 months (Cub is almost 20 months, faint).  They've had some space issues in the older classrooms, so I hadn't really given much thought to Cub's moving up (especially because like I said, I love, love, love his current teachers) because a couple of his buddies (they all started school together when they were around 3 months old) were also still in the classroom.

Anyone guess where this story is going?

I found out today that Cub's two buddies have moved up into the next classroom - which means they've actually been transitioning for the last few weeks (they don't just have them in one classroom one day and a different classroom the next day). 

So, when I learned this factoid - my first thought was - Why hasn't MY CHILD moved up to the next classroom?  My second thought was - Oh geez really, Stephanie?

Cash is technically older than the other boys (one by two days and the other by a couple of weeks), but I know the other boys have hit certain milestones before Cub (they walked earlier and started eating solid foods earlier) and I don't think the other boys have biting issues (ahem, Cubbie).  I'm honestly not sure why Cub hasn't moved up yet and I kind of hate myself for wanting to know.

I know all children develop at different rates and that Cub is super smart (at least when it comes to pushing rockets into fire hydrants).  I've never once had a concern about the timing of his development and I find benchmarking-type parents to be irksome.  However, I just can't help wondering.  Then, I hate myself for wondering because Cub is happy and healthy and loves his teachers and I really shouldn't (and don't want to) rush Cub's toddler-hood.  I don't want to be that mom.

Side note: I'm quite sure my friend Liz will have a field day with this post.  She'll probably say this is all my fault because I ate too much Splenda while pregnant and because I don't do enough physics problems with Cub. She'll also throw in some grievances for good measure. 

Here's the non-physics doing, Splenda fueled toddler on the swing today.

Now a little something that made me smile.  Our new house has only had one other owner and they actually built the house.  We just took up the flooring (we're going to put down tile in the entire downstairs) and found a little drawing that the parents and children had done when they were building the house:

I took a picture and sent it to our agent (who in turn sent it to the sellers' agent who in turn sent it to the sellers) because I thought it was something they might like to see (I have no idea if they even remembered doing it way back in 1999).  I got an email back (from our agent) saying that the sellers LOVED it and were very touched that we took the time to send them the photo.  It made me feel good.

Misfit Monday

Today was the first day for our newest misfit, a sales girl,who I'm sure we'll get a nickname soon.

We've never had a sales girl before and my expectations are very high; however, she'll probably get Touchdown Duck soon (I honestly forget who had it last).

A Weekend Of Good Movies

This weekend Buttin and I saw three movies (two in the theater and one on-demand) and that must be some kind of post-Graby record.

Last night, we saw Hugo with Liz and Jonathan.  I loved it.  It was beautiful and I cried. FOUR COOKIES. 

It took us two nights to watch Crazy, Stupid Love on-demand (I fall asleep early).  It was funny and fantastic and I cried.  THREE POINT FIVE COOKIES.

Today Buttin and I went to see The Descendants. It was indescribably amazing.  Not surprisingly, I cried.  FOUR COOKIES.

Today while Cub was feeding the outside cats he decided to eat some cat food.  He was pretty proud of himself. 

Filanthropy Friday

Happy Thanksgiving!

We are so fortunate and I'm reminded daily of how lucky I am to have such a healthy family and wonderful friends. 

OK, enough of the sappy.

Yesterday, Liz decided to start a new Thanksgiving tradition - go around the table and say something for which we were un-thankful. 

Liz's #1 unthankfully thing was that there are no more flaming hot Fritos at HEB (it's a pretty tough life).  I am really unthankful that Keebler stopped making Magic Middle cookies.  So, I did some extensive (google) interweb research and found that Nabisco (whose parent company is Kraft) is Keebler's #1 cookie competitor.  Kraft's largest philanthropic endeavor is The Kraft Family Blood Lab at the Dana-Farber Cancer Institute so I donated $15 to them.  

Nanny-nanny, boo-boo Keebler - my $15 Filanthropy Friday money could have been yours!

I'm pretty sure this is the true meaning of Thanksgiving.   

Happy Thanksgiving!

We had a great day of park time, eating and hanging out with friends.

Here's picture of Cub at the park this morning.

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