For the first few weeks of school, Iain struggled to settle down. He refused to nap. Because he didn't nap, he was a disruptive element during Quiet Time, forcing the teachers to skip their breaks and keeping other kids awake.All this has passed. He naps regularly now, for a solid 2 hours. His teacher says this is Murphy's Law of naptime - the minute you complain to the parents the kid starts napping like magic.
For us, though? He's become quite a handful. Crying when he doesn't get his way, demanding ice cream for breakfast, lunch, and dinner (and snack!), deconstructing the bathroom (toilet paper in the shower! Towels in the toilet bowl! Trash upended!), tossing his toys over the baby gate when not pulling out entire dresser drawers or strewing every single wet wipe we own onto the floors. And then there's his wake up call: "Maaaammaaaa! I poooped!"
Calgon, take me away.
Stay tuned for more photos of my raised beds. I've pretty much decided to paint them this weekend, and the supports for my PVC bed covers have been (cleverly) attached by Charles and Grandad. So within a week or so, I should be able to display a fantastically beautiful little garden, all ready for spring planting.
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