Tag Archives: Daycare

March 21st, 2018

Des requested a photo of the sand castle he proudly built

Dinner was so good, she needed to take big bites with the big girl spoon

March 20th, 2018

More fine ramp-walking weather

March 16th, 2018

At Eleanor’s St Patrick’s Day party at daycare, mom plays with the sticky sensory tape. Eleanor is not a fan and scurries away

Ms. Kristen always has some charming art project to engage with. Dad traces Ella’s hands as she’s surprisingly surrendered.

Our little leprechaun

The kids have been practicing their baby yoga. Eleanor seen here demonstrating the “downward dog” pose

Silly girls

Fully body puzzling

…and rest.

Everyone quickly learned that the new homemade slime the kids made with ma as a “shirts off” activity. Fun unabated.

Bliss: a tomato fanatic with a bowl of the worst’s best tomato soup

…or a zombie in a tomato soup coma.

March 13th, 2018

Apparently Ella really wanted to wear this-

Learning to hold hands down the ramp

After-school goofiness

Des insisted he was going to thread the beads through the wiffle ball for some sort of bling. Dad relented and, with significant focus and effort, threaded the beads for the ultimate in preschooler fashion.

March 8th, 2018

Ran out of pants at daycare, had to wear the loaner hammer pants

February 23rd, 2018

Desmond in his nature habitat, reading.

At the annual St. Bernard’s fish fry, enjoying the more relaxed environment than Holy Name. Desmond is apparently really excited (or proud?) of his piece of white bread

Eleanor just ran laps the rest of the night. In toddler terms, she probably ran a 10K.

Desmond briefly returns to the table for a brownie.

Eleanor pretending she’s a big kid on the bleachers

Valentines Day 2018

For Valentine’s Day, mom and dad joined Desmond at preschool for a special pizza lunch. Let the shenanigans begin.

Coloring is now a spectator sport apparently

There’s metaphor in there somewhere…

Pizza Hut pizza, just as good as you remember it 😉

Dad’s a very traditional colorer, mom’s more of the free spirit (or was it “color by committee?”)

Desmond has been here for longer than he can remember. It’s a joy to watch him in his natural element-

Opening cards was certainly a crowd favorite

It is a day based on love and reading as well as giving and sharing. And the books that they read and give are loved and received. And through this giving and reading and loving and sharing, we too can share and love and give… and read.

A new tradition begins: the kids each received a book for Valentine’s Day. Ella was shriek-and-giggly happy to read her new Little Owl Colors book (thanks again aunt Kellie for couriering!)

Desmond intensely flips through each page of his new Star Wars storybook

While mom and dad traded in their tradition of watching gangster flicks on Valentine’s Day, another new tradition was born: let the kids pick the family meal. Since Eleanor is still holds a non-voting position with sibling votes, Desmond got to pick. His response of “SOUP!” however bordered on curiously reflexive…

Eleanor is in her newfound happy place: eating (arguably the best homemade ever) tomato soup. She’s demonstrating impressive usage of a spoon with challenging contents. She also instinctively dipped her grilled cheese sandwich into to tomato soup with the facial response suggesting, “Been doing that all my life.”

February 9th, 2018

Such a big girl

Having dinner together on a Friday night, just because we can

Eleanor shows aunt Kellie her birthday present from brother works

Meanwhile the older kids engage in a dramatic round of “Chutes & Ladders”

Not pictured: some really great pasta sauce uncle Mike made

Saying goodnight to mom while she’s at the opera