Friends

Other than coaching Pasha to give Burian some cheese once I was already filming, I totally didn't stage this. It just happened and I sprinted for the camera.

Whoapatoes?

One of the thrilling parts of my life is hearing Pasha pronounce the word "vegetables." Whoapatoes is my favorite spelling so far.

Enjoy:

Babies...

My babies are going to daycare for the first time tomorrow.  I have two separate pits in my stomach.

One pit is round and happy and looks very cute wearing a bib as a cape.  

It feels highly unnatural to imagine leaving such a sweet, young vulnerable baby for very long at all.  He is such a scent and feel oriented creature.  He knows what home feels like, he knows what family feels like.  It aches to think of him wanting mama, the familiarity and comfort that only I can offer him, and not having it in short order.  The good news is I'll be visiting him regularly to nurse and coddle. He's a remarkably easygoing dude that's just happy when people look at him and are close. Other than those really tender baby-wants-mama moments, I trust he and his cape will be largely unruffled.  Still..

And then there's the cheeky pit.

Cheeky as in chubby sweet round face, and cheeky as in attitude.  His era of primal smell based existence has been over for a while, so it's different to contemplate this venture for him.  Even though I think it will probably be beneficial, it feels a bit sad to think of him just being one of a bunch of kids.  He's so often the star of the show.  Will something in him feel diminished?

I'm also excited for Pasha, I suspect it will be fun for him in many ways to have this structured world of activities, and a little independence from home life.  He'll be going one day to the same place as Jack, one day to a very small Waldorf daycare a friend runs out of her home, and one day with a close family friend who he's always known.  I look forward to seeing the impact on him, and giving him some power of choice about where he goes.

And yes, I'll get to have a little adultness back to my life.  That I look forward to as well.