I cannot believe it has been three weeks since my last post, time is slipping by. These pics are from last year in the fall but in Texas it is still blazing hot until November.
These pics are so old but better late than never, Harlowe is such a character now and a chatter box. She will talk your ear off, just like her daddy. I did pull her out of the Montessori school and now she is attending Goddard School which she loves and Dustin and I really like her teachers. They really show a special interest in her.
She is attending three days a week and only half days. We put Tryst in the same school for about a couple of months but it was too hard on him and too hard on the wallet, ha. So Dustin is taking care of him during the days when I work.
We just bought hooked on Phonics for the kids, I really like it so far. It is just finding the time to work with both of them is a challenge. Harlowe is doing well in school starting to write and recognize letters and numbers. We are constantly working with her and some Montessori schools said their kids start reading when they are three, yikes.
I am not worried about it because both of the kids love to read and Harlowe really enjoys learning new things. Trysten now loves books and you could sit and read to him for hours. He loves repetition because he will only watch one movie in the car, Ice Age. Which becomes a little annoying, I try to play different movies but he will just cry and point at the Ipad. He also wants to read the same book over and over.
I am not complaining because he loves the My Baby Can Read books. Can you tell I am a little obsessed about educational things.
Tryst is starting to talk more and repeats what you say. He loves to say, "hi da da", he even calls me da da. He is such a momma's boy, he always wants me and always wants me to hold him. He is still very opinionated and throws the most awful fits.
I remember taking him and Harlowe to Chick fil a and being the nice mom I am, got him an ice cream cone. He is so independent and does not want your help but I did not want him holding the ice cream himself because of course, he would make a mess. Big mistake, he threw a fit and started yelling and turning red, my armpits started sweating because people were looking at me like what the hell is going on. He grabbed the ice cream off the cone and threw it on the ground, so embarrassing.
Harlowe and I went on this ride but it was so jerky, she did not have fun and I think I got whip lash.
Tryst on the train and don't ask me why he is barefoot, kinda trashy but it was hot, ha.
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