Online schooling was a bust. I could write a really long post about it, but I'm over it. I feel a little mislead by the school (seems to be happening a lot, maybe it's my comprehension skills, I just don't know anymore) but aside from that, I just couldn't squeeze 6 hours of school work a day into my life. So, after a long, tearful discussion that left me feeling like a complete heel when she said she'd go back to school because she wanted ME to be happy (and not in a sarcastic way, she was being sincere), we enrolled Isabelle into the elementary school we're zoned for (not the charter school).
She was so scared. She hadn't seriously complained about her stomach hurting much since leaving the charter school. But immediately, that weekend before school started, she was curled up crying. It's anxiety.... I know that's the root of it. I just didn't know what else to do. We talked and talked. She told me she was too shy, she'd never make any friends. I told her to just be herself, people will come to her because she's Isabelle and Isabelle is awesome. She wasn't convinced.
So I sent her off to school last Monday. And this is what I brought home:
She made a friend. =) The week was exhausting, and I had forgotten how cranky that child can be when she's tired. But she's happy otherwise.
I'm working on a little bitty baby blanket for a baby shower at work. It seems impossibly small. I think it actually will be a few inches shy of the recommended dimensions for a baby blanket, but I'm not frogging it. I have to have it finished by Thursday, so it's be a tad small or be a tad not done. There's a teeny, tiny hat, too. Same colors... a green hat with a daisy. Baby stuff is so cute.
I'm feeling like the crochet bug has reinfected me.... finally. I have plans after this to make some pillows for my sister to celebrate her new house they just bought. We've picked out colors and granny squares for me to work with. I'm actually antsy to start.
We spend Saturday afternoon wandering Hot Springs, walking the Promenade and a trail up the mountain, then visiting rock shops. I took this picture and have been told Zoe's my mini-me. I don't normally see that, because she totally looks like Bill as a little boy, but in this picture...yes, I can see it.
It was a beautiful day. This winter has been so mild and I've loved it. I don't mind winter, I'll take cold over hot any day, but I won't complain that it's not freezing outside. I do worry that a warmer than usual winter will lead to a warmer than usual summer, and that will NOT be good. I'll just enjoy it while it lasts, I guess, and deal with the heat when and if it arrives.