Today, we made a trip to Milford to interview a babysitter for Zachary before & after school, as well as on the days that I have inservices. My sister had recommended this babysitter and she sounded wonderful on the phone so I scheduled an interview (sorta just a meeting) so I could actually confirm if I wanted him to go there. So, I met with her this morning, and of course, the good child I had talked Zachary up to be did not make his appearance. Instead, the bashful one that wouldn't let go of my shirt and would not listen as I asked him repeatedly to take off his shoes. UGH! Eventually he warmed up, especially because she noticed his Thomas the Tank Engine shirt on and since she has 4 boys and a husband that works for the railroad, she knows all about Thomas and the love for that silly blue train, so I think that made her okay with him then. I paid our deposit and headed home.
As I drove home, I chatted with the boys about the daycare situation. They've been out of daycare since the end of February/beginning of March, so it might be a little bit of a shock again for them. And as my sister contemplates choosing a new babysitter, I think how incredibly lucky she has been to have only one babysitter thus far for Taige for the two years he's had to attend.
Daycare is such a sticky subject for me. Maybe because I feel as if my kids jump around too much or that it's like a person that can't hold a job for longer than a couple of months. I am VERY picky with who my kids are with and it's an incredibly difficult task to find that perfect person to entrust with your child. We found one in Junction City that the boys were attending before I had Malachi, but financially, we would never have been able to hold their positions to save them for my return to teaching.
I'm feeling confident with who my boys will be with this next year. However, I'm just a bit skeptical because I've had this feeling before, even when it's ended up being a crummy situation, so I'm wondering if my instincts are off just a tad. My little perfect baby has never been in daycare and I'm wondering what effect it will have on him. Will he still want to sleep through the night? Will he get held enough if he's with a whole bunch of kids? How many 'firsts' will I start to miss? Will he really survive daycare?
I'm getting a bit nervous as those days approach and the check-writing begins again as I budget for other people to enjoy my children throughout the day, although never as much as I have and do. I am actually starting to enjoy this stay-at-home gig! :) I've got the boys sleeping in until about 9 or 9:30am and anything before that, don't bother calling or trying to get anything out of me. I'm just not with it until mid morningish now. Not to mention the fact that I'm just finally getting them on a synchronized napping schedule so that I can start to enjoy a few cat-naps as well.
Well, in conclusion, I've added a couple pictures from today. Aunt Laurie bought my boys a few shirts and Zachary had his misbuttoned today. I wonder if my children will ever learn or care if things match or look right.
Also, Malachi kinda gave up on me as I was working on laundry. I laid him down and he was chatting away (just now discovering his voice) and all of a sudden he's out.
Finally, I'm not sure how good this picture is, but this was the bathtub after baths last night. It's surprising our drains are not more clogged up than they sometimes are- there is a bunch of sand all over the bottom of the bathtub. (Note all the little dirt specks. Ah. . . . boys- never a dull moment!)
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