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Happy time

I got to go to Montessori House with you last week, Kaybree. I got to go into work just a little later so I decided to stick around after dropping you off and see what school is like.

You showed me lots of "works." Little things like pouring water from a tiny tea pot into tiny cups or naming all the animals in the farm. The most impressive work was seeing you clean, peel and cut a carrot and then put the pieces on a tray and share them with your friends. The school really focuses on independence. You can do whatever "works" you want as long as the teacher has taught you how to do it first. If you haven't had a lesson you have to ask for it.

As I watched you do the carrot work you said "This is a happy time that you are here with me."

I didn't do anything that morning but follow you around and listen to you and watch you. There were so many times I wanted to take pictures but I didn't because I knew you wanted me to just be there. It was a really sweet time.

Unfortunately I couldn't stay all day and when I left, you cried. You were even sad just thinking about it later.

You are such a sweet girl. I wish we could have more of those distraction-free moments together. I love it!

You have been a little baby crazy lately. Or maybe there have just been a lot of babies around. Katie got a new foster daughter who is one month old. Adelaide Couch was born and so were your cousins, Hayden and Hunter. Any time we are around any of these babies you are in heaven. You want to hold them and feed them and take care of them. You're such a sweet helper! Eisley is mildly interested but she's easily distracted and moves on quickly.

Tonight is Eisley's first night sleeping in your room. It's a big deal and what makes it even harder is it is her first night in a big girl bed. You were pretty excited to have her in your room and told me you would sleep next to her if she started to cry. Now I'm sitting outside the room listening to her play with all your toys and you occasionally whisper to her to be quiet--or to bring you more play food. You're a little torn as to whether you should be playing with her or sleeping. You've tried so hard to get her to sleep and it's not working. And I'm sure you'd rather be playing.

Every time I go in eisley climbs into bed and answers my "Stay in bed!" With an "OK!" in the silliest voice she can come up with. Goof ball.

Kaybree, I love your sweet spirit. Thank you for being my sweet little mini mama. You're such a good girl! I love you! (And you too Eisley, my little goof!) Now: Go to bed!

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