I am thankful for…

I’m too too critical, which is bad because I can’t STAND critical people. The last 24 hours have been very good, and here’s what I’m thankful for:

1. the teacher at daycare that I can’t stand ACTUALLY taught Amelia something. Last night after she finished what she ate, she went into the kitchen, pointed at her toothbrush and said, “Brushing teeth?” I thanked the teacher this morning.

2. fruit saves the day! The kids have not been eating well – Amelia must have lost 5 lbs since she’s been sick. Last night, after a dinner Amelia barely ate, I pulled out the blueberries and walnuts and oranges. Zoe ate one fruit, Amelia ate the other and the walnuts. THAT LED TO:

3. Amelia ASKING to take her sinus medication, vitamin and her dose of honey too. Zoe also had a vitamin. All this LED TO:

4. breakfast being eaten!! By Amelia, anyway. She had Ovaltine chocolate milk and healthy grain English muffin with healthy peanut butter. Yay!

5. more organized mornings. I’m actually getting in one of Zoe’s therapies the last few days, which REALLY helps me at night.

6. videos. I’ve made a discovery: if I pop in a short movie when they get home from daycare (after giving Zoe therapy), I can ACTUALLY MAKE DINNER EARLY. Wow!! They don’t watch all day, and frankly, they barely get to the end before wanting to play or an afternoon snack, so ZERO guilt.

7. Amelia’s health. A return to preschool, yay! It’s been 2 weeks, but her teacher called to tell me she did wonderfully and that they missed her.

8. Amelia is growing up. She is becoming a VERY good little girl. After a backlash of misbehavior, she is now being an angel unless you’re touching her hair or happen to be our cat (LOL).

9. music toys: Picked up a bells/tambourine pack this weekend at Target’s, and now we do daily parades. Kids LOVE IT, and we bond. I try to get them to “stop” on cue, and it’s starting to work. Yahoo!!

There are issues, but I’m feeling empowered by all this-like I can actually work potty training in the schedule. One issue: Amelia wants to go home every morning at daycare. On Tuesday, she was sick and threw up and I put her coat right back on – now, everyday, she takes off her coat and then puts it right back on. It’s pretty funny, actually, if it weren’t so sad that she doesn’t want to stay. But Zoe I feel is thriving there, and I’m stuck for options, and I can’t quit my job now, so I’m just praying through it.

All seems well, but I’m suddenly suffering from insomnia AGAIN. Maybe it’s because I just found out that Dad, like his dad before him, has Parkinson’s. (Boy we hit the genetic crap shoot, didn’t we??? At least we inherited good TEETH, LOL!) Maybe this spiritual overhaul I’m going through. Who knows?

Life’s too short to worry about it, and SPRING, GLORIOUS SPRING, is just around the corner. Peace out, people.