Go check out Serendipity Mine’s fun Name the Blogger game she is playing. Since she posted on Friday, she will be giving the correct answers today. But, you can still take a look and a guess. Hint: One of the cute pics is mine!
BlogHer is taking a poll to decided where oh where to hold the next BlogHer ’08 conference. Let me just say that the weather out her is fantastic!! San Francisco is a beautiful city full of character. It sure has its eccentricities, but that makes it, well San Francisco!
The Silicon Valley is a nice area as well, not bias of course! But time is of the essence! Vote California for your preferred city for the next conference California and who knows, maybe this year I’ll be able to attend especially if it’s in California!!
So vote!! california, california, california…
Another one bites the dust…milestones I mean.
(On our way to BC’s first day of school)
(Seriously Dad, how many pictures are you going to take??)
(Waiting, anxiously, mom that is)
(BC: They had an articulated fire truck there!!)
(Mommy’s sob leaving sob now sob)
(BC: What? You’re still here??!! )
OK, I tried to go wordless today, I just can’t seem to do so. I was fine, totally fine with dropping BC off to school yesterday. I was teasing Hubby because he had taken like 100+ photos, no joke, when he said, “Hey, I’m not the one who brought a video camera.” as he turns and points to the man next to us.
SM: Gasp A video camera! I didn’t think about a video camera!!
And it hit me like a wall. Emotion, that is. It was all I could do to conceal choppy attempts to get air into my lungs. And the tears! They were welling up in my eyes. My baby is getting so old. He’s in school now.
This is the emotion the kids learned about today. Sadness, strange for the first day, don’t you think?
When BC got home he was so excited about school and wanted to go back, “for days and days!!”
For Grandmas, Aunts, Cousins, and those bloggy-curious types, there are more flickr photos here to view. 
Last Tuesday Hubby and I had a brand new experience. We sat in the audience at BC’s preschool open house. Usually I’m the one on stage hamming it up in front of 200 parents. But not tonight. We sat like every other mom and dad getting ready to send their darling 3 year old off to preschool for the first time.
We decided months ago that BC needed to attend an academically driven preschool. Why? He’s just three…
I know, but I’ve also come to learn that every child is different.
BC is very driven. VERY. He loves to learn, craves knowledge and is very, very verbal. His brain needs to be stimulated more than the average person’s. So for those reasons, we decided to send him to our school of choice.
By nature, I’m not terribly high strung mom. Opinionated? Yes. But not overly controlling of my kids every move. My guess is though that many moms who send their child to this school are a bit overbearing.
So as we sat there in the incredibly hot room with 100+ parents, Hubby and I were giggling at the questions being asked during the Q&A time at the end.
Overbearing Mom #1: Can my child bring his own snack?
Principal: No… food allergies.… we provide…bla bla bla…
ObM#1: But… no juice. Can he drink from the water fountain instead?
P: Yes, he is always allowed to drink from the water fountain.
ObM#2: Yes, my child is a full day student. Can he have ‘special milk’ before his nap. I’ll bring it from home!
P: (Answering the wrong question) No he has to wear shoes at nap.
ObM#2: No that’s not my question.
She proceeds to repeat her original ‘special milk’ question.
P: I’m sorry, I don’t understand. Could you repeat the question?
ObM#2: (Shouting at this point) CAN MY CHILD BRING HIS BOTTLE FOR NAP??
Silence.
Silence.
P: Uh, nope. Nothing from home.
Silence
Silence
Crowd begins to whisper, “What’d the lady say?”
“She didn’t just ask…bottle?”
“Seriously? A bottle?!”
“OMG!”
People stifle giggles.
Others are still talking. Murmurs get louder.
When the meeting is finally over, Hubby is convinced that the lady is still nursing her 3 year old son.
I’m not sure, but Judgmental Smiling Mom definitely thinks that she needs to kick her son’s bad habit.
She’s sending her boy to full day, 5 day preschool. Kick The Bottle Lady!!
To wean or not to wean?
That is the question!