This
was Zeeke's first full week of school. His need to have something in
each hand at all times, usually a couple of blocks, has intensified
this week. Doing so definitely makes him feel more secure and seems
to be helping him make the transition. His teachers say he's doing
great usually one or another mentions being impressed with either how
much he eats or how much he dances each day, neither of which
surprise us. We were impressed though when he busted out some of the
brand new dance moves that he'd picked up from his dance partner
Berta. By the end of the week, we found him happy and chatty when we
picked him up which was great.
Most nights, after his dinner, Karen & Zeeke go to the playground where Steve meets them after work. Zeeke is getting a little clumsier at the playground, like he's a little less focused on what he's doing. It's probably just that he has a lot of new things, like social aspects, on his mind. When the weather doesn't allow a trip to the playground, we make do with a quick trip around the neighborhood in his push car to look for dogs. He's been going to sleep at night very easily and with no tears, possibly because his new days are more exhausting, but occasionally wakes up in the middle of the night from a bad dream or teething.
After almost fourteen months, Zeeke and Karen stopped breastfeeding this week, replacing it with snuggling and cow's milk. Both of them have handled the transition amazingly well.
Zeeke's favorite book of the week: Hooray for Pre-K by Ellen B. Senisi. It's a funny little book about what happens at day care that looks like it was made in the 70s, but Zeeke is obsessed with it. He makes us read it several times a day. Clearly, it's filling a need in his new life.
Saturday, we got out early for shopping at the Italian Market and Acme and then went to the playground where Zeeke fell asleep on Steve's chest for the first time in ages.
Sunday, Steve & Zeeke hung out while Karen had a coffee date with some other local moms, and then she and Zeeke got some quality time while Steve drove out to Jersey for our niece Riley's ballet recital.