This morning, while waiting (and waiting and waiting…) in line at the DMV (I lost my Washington license today; boo-hoo) I read, in one of my local parenting groups, about a creepy dude at the park skulking around the kids. Another mom was like, oh, was it this guy? And had a whole other story. They were two different creepers, and represent but a drop in the bucket of all the creepers out there, I’m sure.
Tag: Mama Bear
I am in tears, today.
I sat down and counted and realized that Wee One only has about 25 words that she says consistently and solidly knowing what they mean. She has a bunch more words she’s used once or twice, but I’m not sure she has those down so I’m not counting them right now.
Day 24 – W
Since today is W, I’m going to talk about a Wee One. Specifically, her speech.
I had a feeling it wasn’t quite progressing as it should be, and today, after a speech evaluation, I find I am right. I’m a little heart sore about it.
Taking Turns… Showing Grace
A little girl pushed my kid today.
We were at the playground with other little kids, and this one girl wanted to play with a ball Wee One had. WO put it down and she picked it up. When WO went back for it, I intervened, and they sort of shared, then forgot the ball.
Later, right before the other girl was about to leave, she walked up to our stuff and said, “My ball.” I corrected her that it was ours. She pouted, went straight to where WO was standing on the sidewalk, and pushed her square in the chest.