We signed a year lease for our townhome. Sometimes I'm terribly sad that we'll have to leave this house in a year and sometimes I am counting down those 365 (now about 300) days. Here are a few reasons why:
+ Basement/Playroom- it took a little getting used to but we love having all the toys downstairs. The door to the basement is right next to the kitchen so the girls can play down there while I'm cooking dinner (theoretically- they have yet to figure this out and leave me alone for a few minutes to get an actual meal on the table.) The basement is also the coolest (temperature-wise, and possibly in the figurative sense too) place in the house so Bryan escapes down there quite often as well.
+ China Cabinet- we never saw the house in person before moving, but we did see lots of pictures and when I saw this built-in China Cabinet I knew it had to be ours.
+ Only one bathroom (well, there is a second bathroom, but it doesn't have a shower, is in the basement, and is kind of scary- I personally choose to avoid it though Jilly thinks it's awesome.) For the most part this isn't a huge deal, but when we have visitors (and we better have lots because Baltimore is a cool place!) it will be pretty tight. On the bright side, that's only one bathroom I have to clean.
+ Each door has a different trick to get it to close completely. And, even with knowing the trick, you are not assured success. Mattie's door is the worst, and there's nothing more frustrating than getting her peacefully in bed then having to try 15 times to get the stinking door closed.
+ We have a park at the end of our street. Let me repeat: at the end of our street. This is HUGE for us. I can't even describe how wonderful it is to be able to walk down for a few minutes of swinging and sliding any time we want.
Mattie threw her first throw-herself-on-the-floor tantrum this week- because I wouldn't take the batteries out of the remote for her to play with. Mean mom. But, she also started giving kisses to the animals in her books, so all is forgiven.
I have spent the past month agonizing over preschool. I hadn't planned on sending Jilly this year since she has two more years before kindergarten. Then we moved and everyone was abuzz about preschool. Enter panic mode. Initially I went crazy thinking "We're never going to make any friends if we don't do preschool!!!!!" And then I researched and worried and researched and worried and didn't sleep until Bryan finally told me, "I don't want to hear about preschool ever again." I found a school that was close, got good reviews, was affordable, and registered Jillian- up to the last minute I was wavering, but I did it. And I started to feel pretty good about a few hours away from Jilly each week.
- I did not think preschool was necessary. I think she can learn anything she needs at home and she gets classroom experience at church.
- I was doing preschool solely for social reasons, which was not terrible, but still if I put in a little effort I could find plenty of ways for her to socialize with kids her age.
- This preschool was affordable, but still, not money we had planned on spending this year. And the money could be used for other things like the zoo, the aquarium, gymnastics, etc.
So, we withdrew from preschool. And I've already regretted it (mostly on the days when Jilly is a frequent time-out visitor and I wish so much that we could have a little time apart) but overall I feel really good about it and I'm excited. I'm going to use some of Mattie's nap time to do preschool activities with Jilly, and I've found some fun resources and already started a little bit and it's gone great. The day after I made my decision I found these two articles and they made me feel even better: here and here. Not that I think preschool is a bad choice at all, and we will consider sending her to a school next year; I'm just thrilled to finally feel like I made the best decision for us this year. My biggest regret is that we don't get to pick out a first day of school outfit.
Posted by Rachel at 6:00 AM