We've had a few rough days in the new daycare room reminisent of the first few months in the infant room. I think things are getting better fairly quickly, although there have been days where I have picked Dylan up and she has neither slept nor eaten in four or five hours. When I drop her off she smiles happily at whatever teacher is there, then SCREAMS the minute I put her down. They say she stops as soon as I leave. ("I've never seen a child stop crying before their parent had left the parking lot like that") In general I think she likes the toys and the other kids, and I am pretty comfortable having her there. We're still going to keep her hours there as limited as we can because we need our baby fix.
The day after we got back from reunions I looked into when the summer ultimate frisbee leagues started. The deadline to register for the one I was most interested in was last week, and games started that very evening. After a frenzied day of begging the coordinator to let me in (perhaps a team is in need of more women? I can help!) and buying cleats since my old ones don't fit anymore (Dylan, I'm looking at you), I got to play. Despite my religious (very gentle) jogging, I am not quite in shape for that kind of running. Embarassing myself in front of my new teammates is surely the best motivator to get back in shape.
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