...tomorrow I want to set up an appointment for us to tour Bennett Park Montessori, to get Eliot into the lottery system for the fall. School? Already?
I am not sure whether or not I'm using her condition as an excuse to be apprehensive about sending her off (everyone knows I'm a little nutty about sharing her), but it definitely has my mind going. It would be a whole new group of people, where I feel like we'd start from square one not knowing who we should tell, or to keep things more secretive, or just let it ride.
This is definitely where it comes in handy to have Dr. Mazur around...I'll be sure to pick his brain and get his thoughts.
It totally felt like the day would never come where I'd have to be thinking about school, and peers, but probably because I didn't realize that she could start school....actual school...when she is just three years old!
I feel bad that this blog is horribly updated, because when I started it, I thought I'd have tons to say and think about what she has going on, or that lots of new things would come up....but truth is, most of the time I don't even think about it. We are lucky that her health is seemingly otherwise perfect, because I've said before, most kids that have this going on have many other things going on as well. She does have tests for certain things that might arise, but as time goes on those tests are performed more infrequently.
We're also lucky in that, while she is not COMPLETELY over the top girly, she loves to wear dresses, and sparkly things, and tends to gravitate toward dolls and dress up. That's not to say, that once the dolls are dressed up, they don't become the victims of a ferocious dinosaur attack, or end up on a train ride....but at least they look good doing it.
I feel like she still seems pretty oblivious to gender, which I think is kinda awesome....but I also can't wait for her to be able to verbalize how she feels. Anyway, for a blog that gets updated twice a year, I apologize again for it being totally lame. But it's also pretty great that it's totally lame.
Oh yeah! She's totally potty trained! Second best day of my life!
