Off to playschool

I had no intentions of putting Saoirse into playschool this year, I thought I would just leave it until next year. I started to think though that she really needs something extra, and needs to make some friends, besides just the ones on our block. I saw an advertisement in the community paper for the same playschool Taylor and Liam attended oh so many years ago. I asked my neighbour if her son Alex was going and she said yes, so I managed to get Saoirse the last spot in the morning class because of course she wants to go with Alex. Turns out Alex is actually in the afternoon class, which doesn't work for his mother and her job. She'll keep him in the class but I have to pick him up and she'll drop them both off. I don't know how long this will last. Saoirse isn't even allowed to start until after she turns 3, which isn't until November. Anyway, I am sure it will all be fine. She is so excited! And I signed up to be the room rep! Because I am a freaking eejit! Oh, and even though she's not allowed to start until November I still had to take 2 cases of chocolate almonds, one of which my mum sold at work today and the other is sitting in our house, currently with $24 worth of boxes eaten by us. So much for any weight loss this week. I have zero willpower.

Saoirse and I had this conversation about school and her backpack:

Me: Are you going to use your Curious George backpack when you go to playschool?
Saoirse: No.
M: No? Why not?
S: I'm going to use princesses. I'm going to use my suitcase.
M: You can't use your suitcase for playschool.
S: Yes, I can.
M: No, you can't.
S: Yes, I can. Daddy says I can.



Her mad face.



Sitting in the sink. She did just start out washing her hands.



Saoirse loves Liam's old play hard hat.



Sleeping on the sofa. Tell me how to get rid of the dummy without losing my mind.



I don't know why, but she insists on drinking from the kitchen and bathroom taps.



I screwed up. I didn't seperate my Facebook photo list from the blogger one. Too lazy to remove and it's not the worst picture of me, even if it's not great.



My aunt told us to delete this one, but one day when she is a teenager we may need to use it against her. We were at my brother's and she said "I feel sick" and ran to lean over the toilet. She was fine.


She would only wear these glasses upside down. Why? No idea.



We had just gone swimming and before I could dress her, she ran off to climb these steps. She wouldn't come down until I took her picture. 3 times.



My brother bought her this unicorn. She loves it, as it makes noise.



Fooling around at Uncle Thom's.


In the wading pool at Gyro Park, by far her favourite place in all of Nelson.



On our last night we went out to dinner at this funky restaurant with no menus. They made Saoirse and Sophie a cheese pizza, which she didn't eat of course. She survived on peanut butter and toast all week.



Wearing 2 hats.



Sunglasses at breakfast.

Because I haven't talked about Saoirse enough:
She has dolls from the Disney Store, one is Ariel and the other is Eric. (You know, from Little Mermaid.) Sophie has Sleeping Beauty but no Prince Charming. Saoirse makes Eric and Ariel kiss and sometimes Eric (the wee bastard!) even kisses Sleeping Beauty. If she sees us watching she stops and goes all shy. Today she was playing with Sleeping Beauty and she asked me to fix her crown. She says "Sleeping Beauty isn't actually a queen, she's a princess."
I say "That's right she's a princess."
You know why she's only a princess and not a queen according to Saoirse?

Because "Her doesn't have a man."

Oh my, how I laughed. That kid is classic. Or a throwback to the 50s.