Little Bee started going to school for the full day this week, as I have started going to a real, grown-up type job this week.
She comes home looking a lot fresher than I do, I'm afraid.
She seems to love it. My son always came home looking as though he had been drained by leeches during aftercare. After snack, before dodgeball.
Not Bee. She bounces out of school at 4:30 or 5 just the way she bounces out at 12:30.
I am missing her, to be sure. But Mama's gotta make that money. By which I mean, not very much money at all.
Tonight when I came home - around 8 p.m. because I had to "work an event" heh, dirty - Buttercup followed me around while I was heating up my slice of pizza that HSH had saved for me (he's the schmoopie), and she asked, "Can I sleep on your shoulder?"
"You want to do what?"
"Sit in your lap and put my head on your shoulder and sleep. Just for a little while. After you eat."
What's that in my shoe? Holy crap, my heart has melted!
She is missing me, too. Fortunately, she is in lerve with her teacher, Ms. R. Last night, we were picking out today's clothes and Bee made sure that everyone in the house (and throughout most of the valley) knew she wanted to "look very VERY pretty for Ms. R."
And the feeling is mutual. Maybe Ms. R really is in love with every single child in the class, but it's clear that she has genuine affection for my daughter - a young lady who can be as challenging as she is amazing and wonderful. We're very lucky.
So it's going pretty well with the working and the child care. Little Bee needs more intense attention after I come home, so I've been conscientious about taking the time to really be present with her, even if my first impulse when I get home is to drink deeply and cry longly. Or drink sparingly and cry briefly.
I'm joking of course! Working is great. If you haven't already, you should definitely try it.
And you should read a story that contains a picture of a monkey to my daughter, because she might tell you (with accompanying hand gestures) that "Monkeys are funny and dogs are soooo shweet and MERmaids are BYOOtiful and RAINbows are pretty!"
Um. Yeah. You totally nailed that one, Little Bee.
Good luck with the new J-O-B Betty! and welcome to the club. ;o)
Posted by: Becky | Thursday, 05 October 2006 at 10:37 AM
"Sit in your lap and put my head on your shoulder and sleep. Just for a little while. After you eat."
This makes it all worth it:)
Posted by: stepblog | Thursday, 05 October 2006 at 11:11 AM
monkeys ARE funny.
Posted by: ppolarbear | Thursday, 05 October 2006 at 11:25 AM
and dogs are sooooooo shweet
Wow! Snuggly and independent AND smart? Perfect.
I had no idea you were starting work. I hope it is a writerly type job, so that you are allowed to flex all your wordy muscle.
Posted by: moreena | Saturday, 07 October 2006 at 08:47 AM