Megan
I talked to Charlie yesterday on the phone, and I asked him if he’d seen Megan at school. He said that yes he had. He saw her walking down the hall with her first grade class. Mrs. Hulit was leading a nice, orderly line of first graders, and Megan was on the end with her arms in the air, spinning in a circle as she moved along the hallway.
Maybe the mom in me should be upset that she wasn’t “towing the line,” but I just love that she was enjoying the moment. I don’t think I’ve ever been that free-spirited, even at that age. Charlie said her teacher Barbara was just smiling about it.
Shea and Baby
We put the crib up and the basinet together this weekend. Just 8 weeks ‘til baby! Shea is soooo excited about having the crib in his room. He asks me multiple times a day when his baby brother is going to sleep in his room with him. I keep telling him that it’ll be when the snow melts. I don’t have the heart to tell him that even after Baby arrives, he won’t be sleeping in the crib right away. We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.
I’m kind of worried that Megan is a little bit jealous, so I’ve been talking up how Megan has her own room and how she’s the big sister as a counter balance. She seems happy with that.
Shea wants to call the baby – Baby Boy. He thinks that’s the best name. Megan doesn’t know what we should call him; she just knows she doesn’t like most of the names her dad comes up with. :-p
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