Friday, August 20, 2010

Another week done

Well, Zane made it through his first week of school, and Raegan and I through our second week of child care/work. Zane's only had a little bit of homework so far, but next week it's going to pick up, at least in band. He's supposed to be practicing 100 minutes a week, which is a pretty significant jump from 60 minutes a week last year. In attempting to *nudge* my husband into being more responsible for Zane, I'm leaving all trumpet practice and signing of practice sheets up to him. I really hope that both Zane and Luke can keep up with it, and that Zane's grade doesn't suffer too horribly. :) I started this new trend over the summer, and Zane practiced maybe once a week, and you can hear it in his quality of playing these days. Hopefully now that he's back in school they will both be on the ball a little more.

Raegan is adjusting really well to child care. Yesterday and today she leaned out of my arms to go to Angela, which while that's a really good thing, it did make me sad for just a moment. At the end of every day though she's very excited to see me, and that's a really nice feeling. I love the fact that they go outside every day (in the early morning and she has a very shaded backyard), and they went on a walk whichever day this week was cooler. However, I'm pretty sure Raegan will always love her Granny Nanny the best. :)


Olivia Arlene said...

Sounds like everything is going really well for you all!

I am sure that nothing and no-one can ever take the place of mommy and granny-nanny ;-)

Just Passing Through said...

And Little Miss Muffin will always hold my heart too. I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that the Lord was blessing me big time when He gave me last year with her. I am so thankful that the Lord has provided such a good place for her this year but I also have to say that I miss her so much! Actually, I miss both of you. This past summer with you was wonderful.

Just Passing Through said...

I have to confess. . . that last sentence of your blog made me cry a little.