This is what my daughter keeps telling me morning after morning. She really hates her new class, the Blue Sharks. She tells me over and over again that she wants to be a Dolphin, that Miss Laurie (her previous teacher in the Dolphin room) tells her she loves her and why can't she be a Dolphin again. I still have not gotten to the root of her hating the Shark room. But what I know is that every morning she stops at the door and she cries she doesn't want to go. After much convincing, she gets in, but she refuses to wash her hands by herself. For some reason this is a big No-NO in the Shark room and for 2 days now I had to play the embarrassed mom who cannot win battles with her daughter. For a week in a raw now I leave my daughter crying, telling her that I am upset with her. She is not allowed to watch TV now, because I thought it's a power struggle and she needs to know limits. But as I type this, I feel like the crappiest mom for leaving my kid in a room she hates, without hugging her and telling her I love her so very much.
And here she is, my bluest and cutest little shark, sliding on a blue slide
What else happened when not in daycare? Some play around the house, or in the house. Our downstairs neighbors have a son Catalina's age. The two are probably in love, they play and tease each other continuously. One evening they were both jumping on the bed, Catalina fell and got a bump on her head. Daddy was upset for days about it, but the bump did not damage their love :
Other than that, well, it's fall and all the farms around have activities for kids. I love it, it's absolutely wonderful to spend some time outside. We went to an orchard to pick our own apples and of course we picked some Halloween stuff as well.
Here she is, my sweet little girl playing with her scarecrows. She mentioned that she has a daddy one, a mommy one and a baby "paiata" (scarecrow in Romanian). She's all about family, my little one!
All the love for my little fish who does not want to swim with the big sharks!
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