We dropped a happy Blaise off at day care this morning. She told us all about how she was going to ask Miss Heather for "ponies" (pigtails) and ask Miss Addy to read her "Max's ABCs." We picked up a happy Blaise, too, complete with ponies. Miss Heather reported that she had been happy all day, if not excited about a popsicle. (It was 0 F today, but a child in the room had his tonsils out, so everyone was eating popsicles in solidarity.) Fingers crossed, knock on wood and all that, but it looks like the day care transition might have happened and we're all thrilled.
And one of us is cute.
Friday, January 28, 2011
We've been having a very busy few weeks. After an excellent start at her new day care, Blaise hit a few speed bumps in the adjustment process. On her third day there, we arrived for pick-up to find a sign on the door alerting us to gastroenteritis in the center. Well, crap. Blaise seemed fine, until we got a phone call the next afternoon to come pick her up. She had a fever. Her fever was mild and ended quickly without GI symptoms (thank goodness), but was closely followed by cold-like symptoms that took almost a week to go away. When we started her back at day care, she was very unhappy. We had a week and a half of tearful drop-offs, including the occasional retching bout. The odd thing was that she was happy to talk positively about school when we were home: her friends' names, things she liked to do, books she asked her teachers to read, This week started out very badly, but by this morning, all was well at drop-off and they tell us she had a great day. Fingers crossed that we're over this hump. Really, it was too much to expect her to not have some difficulty settling. She'd been an absolute champ about everything else surrounding the move.
Ben and I are getting settled into our new jobs as well. We'd forgotten how big a timesink getting started in a new place can be. ("Um. I'm sure I have an email address. But I don't know what it is. Also, has the key to my office arrived yet?") Between the annoying administrative issues and actually trying to do, you know, research, we've been pretty busy.
Much more fun: We had visitors from Boston! Having survived the ordeal of organizing the MIT Mystery Hunt, "Aunt" Kate and "Uncle" Andrew came to bring us our cat, Leila. Blaise was thrilled to see them, occasionally just grinning hugely at them and saying "Aun'Kate Uncle Andrew in the new house!" She was less excited about the cat, but we taught her to say "Scat, cat!" which, while ineffective, is fun to say. Kate and Andrew arrived just in time for some serious Fargo cold (high of -4 F; you don't want to know what the low was), but we had fun anyway. Blaise was sorry to see them go and would like to fly on an airplane to Boston, please.