Today was my last day before going back to work after the leave I took to address the flood on bottom floor of our apartment.
The girls went to our church in the morning to take some classes while I handled the audition with Phoebe and finalized some details for the house.
I have not spent much time in this section of the city. Down the street from where we ate was the coolest children’s store called Tantrum. Ella picked out a yoyo and Chloe a clothes pin reading light for her book.
Chloe took this shot of me. I’ve been eating really awful lately and was shocked to get on the scale this morning to see I had not gained any weight. I have no idea how that is possible, but I’ll take it. It’s too bad I’m so vain that the number on the scale will elevate my whole day.
Up the hill from Cole Valley is a large medical center where we went to pick up Chloe’s glasses. We found out recently that she has pretty poor eye sight. The glasses opened up a whole new world to her today and the difference in her perception and reaction time was astonishing.
My friend gave me this. Yep.
Phoebe started a new daycare she is very much so enjoying. She gets to play with more kids and she has been happy when I drop her off and when I pick her up. It’s a few more hours a week than I had before and it’s freeing me up so that I can get more done. In turn I’ve had more time to spend just with her playing and getting on the floor with her for cuddles and tickles.
This dog here is turning into a man dog and has been quite annoying and somewhat aggressive lately (mostly with other dogs). I met a great dog trainer who has been helping me. We are working on my overall handling of him by establishing regular eye contact and my ability to calm him and control him in any situation. She stresses training him to win and not to just avoid things that will trigger him. Bring him into situations which may trigger bad behavior, discipline him and then allow him to approach the area or dog again. He usually does better after that and gets rewarded. It’s working.
Aren’t skinny days grand?