First Day Of Preschool

First, this is the first "back-to-school" season since 1989 that Kenny has not gone back to a school (aside from two-years spent on a mission for the church in montana). He seems quite happy and free:) I think he is doing a truly fantastic job as a stay-at-home dad and I love that we are all at home during the day now. He brings a smiling Camille in to my office whenever he gets her up from a nap, just to smile at me for a few minutes while I work. It makes me happy:)
Second, I completed my first solo sewing project! Daniel needed a new nap mat for school and I decided to be crafty about it (I thought it would be thriftier, too, but.... turns out sewing projects are expensive). Camille was quite the helper:


With some last-minute, late-night sewing machine troubleshooting from my mom (hurray for FaceTime) I finished it just in time. Daniel loves it:

And it's a little easy to transport than his old beat up "nap mat" (aka, 10 dollar Buzz Lightyear sleeping bag from walmart).

It may be Kenny's first year NOT at school, but it's Daniel's first year AT school- even if it is just a preschool. The last year and a half, he's done a Mother's Day Out program 15 hours a week (at the time it was necessary for childcare while I was working at home and Kenny was teaching, though I definitely think it's been fantastic for Daniel's development). This year, at the same place, Daniel is officially a preschooler.
He was oh-so-excited about going back to school:
Though once we got there, he got a little shy (this is a new thing for him- he'll hide behind my legs and say "I... I.. I can't talk, I'm too shy".) This lasts until you ask him to show something off (a sticker, a tshirt, a toy, an imaginary super hero outfit.... whatever is available) at which point he brightens right up and tells the stranger all about it.
Anyways, he seems to be loving preschool, and we're admittedly enjoying some quiet time around the house (well, as quiet as it is with a grumpy baby around.)
On top of her fantastic crawl-scoot skills, Camille can now pull herself to standing. We discovered this for the first time when I went to get her from a nap (in her still-in-highest-position-and-totally-unsafe crib) and found her thus:



Needless to say, we lowered the crib. Now that she knows how to stand, she's been constantly frustrated- either frustrated that she isn't currently standing, or frustrated that she is stuck in standing position and can't get back down, or frustrated that we've put her in her crib to sleep when she'd rather be standing. It's been a tough week for all of us (mostly for Kenny though, while I'm working). She's permanently exhausted, and her napping schedule is out the window. Which leads to my FIRST EVER child-fell-asleep-in-the-high-chair experience that my sister Lori has had such fun with:


But it is fun to see her interact so much more with the world around her


She's also hit her first bit of separation anxiety, just a little- but only for daddy. If I take her from him, she cries for him. It hurts me more than it should- believe me little girl, I would love to be with you fulltime but things sometimes don't go as planned.
She is still a smiley, cute baby, though, so I guess we'll let it slide. Also, she is reminding me more and more of my sister Lori, which makes me happy. Everywhere she goes, people stop us and comment on her cuteness. Apparently today at the mall, someone even asked to get a picture with her! To be fair, her outfit today was +4 cuteness (and check out those teeth):