When I was planning my school routine, I vowed I would blog everyday. I’m am renewing that commitment. I will blog everyday, or so.

The first day of school was the worst. We actually had a really good time the rest of the week. We painted and made a book (Brenna’s own version of Don’t Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus called Don’t Let the Bat Drive the Airplane) and made colorwheels and finished reading Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and did 10 minutes of Hooked on Phonics everyday at the BEGINNING of the day. Otherwise Brenna melts into babbling fake tiredness. She will endure 10 minutes first thing, so that’s what we do. She is actually getting better already. We read a chapter of Frog and Toad tonight. She read most of it and I chimed in on the hard words, or when her attention was clearly somewhere else and she was starting to melt into fake babbling “tiredness.” I was really impressed. She figured out words like “tomorrow” and “always” all by herself. So am I such a good mother, or is she such a smart girl?

On another note, I finished my first knitting project with my first yarn spun on a spinning wheel. It is a wool “soaker” for Logan. I don’t know why it’s called a soaker. It’s a diaper cover–’cause wool does wonderful things like fight microbes, resist water, and absorb twice its weight in water before feeling wet. He’s sleeping, so I can’t try it on him. I want to wake him up, but I’ll wait awhile.

He slept 8 and 1/2 hours last night!!!! The kid isn’t even 2 months old!!!! I can’t sleep that long in one stretch because I have two painful rock hard mounds on my chest, but if I stuff a diaper in my top for fountain of milk absorbtion, I can kind of doze and wonder when he’ll wake up. I have come to the conclusion that it’s because he’s a tummy sleeper. I know “they” tell you not to put babies on their tummies to sleep. “They” make you feel guilty, like your baby is most definitely going to suffocate and die and it will be all your fault–you horrible parent of three children under 4 who wants to sleep at night!! I’ve decided “they” don’t know what they’re talking about. My friend whose baby was born in 1999 was told to always put her baby on her tummy–Brenna was born in 2000 and wasn’t allowed to sleep on her tummy. Well, Logan sleeps on his tummy. He actually sleeps. Good.

I am tire now. So I’ll go to sleep looking forward to the morning. I have to go to a meeting so Barry gets to do school.