As the days quickly become weeks, we watch Dayan blossom with every new word/song/manner learned. That’s not to say, of course, that we don’t have our share of meltdowns, but they are becoming less frequent and severe. Mornings are tough, since she officially started preschool this week and I went back to work, we all have to get up very early. She is definitely NOT a morning person, and if it were up to her, she’d be sleeping in until 10 am (she is soooo my daughter!). But once she’s up, she’s usually in a good mood.
I’ve found that she’s become much more attached to me since beginning preschool and it’s become a mission to prepare dinner in the evenings with her hanging on my hip, but we are all finding new ways to accomplish daily tasks so this gave me a great opportunity to seek out her musical talents.
We’ve also found that she doesn’t love the pool as much as we had hoped. She is very excited to put on her bathing suit, but once we step outside and she realizes that she actually has to get wet, well that changes everything. But we’re moving very slow and trying to make sure she has fun even from the steps to the pool in the hopes that maybe one day she’ll want to explore the rest of it.
We’ve found that she loves Mikey and Dora (who doesn’t?) but has no interest in watching them on TV, which brings me back to the making dinner with a child on my hip point. She loves our dog Maddie (a little too much sometimes) and Maddie has also developed a deep affection for her, especially at mealtime, when she parks herself next to her seat to catch all of the falling table-scrap-goodness.
And so as the weeks become months, we continue to pave our own path (and lean on each other when the path becomes too rough) to our forever family. (Check out those fancy T-shirts, courtesy of Tia Edith & Panino)