Where Bubba Goes

I might go to a basement, but Bubba goes to a much more fun place during the day.  In the morning, all the kids are in the main room where you walk in.  There’s a train set that Bubba shows interest in, and there’s a tiny school bus that is also really fun.  We walk all the way back to the toddler room to hang up his jacket.  They have several areas for the kids:  infants, wobblers, toddler1, toddler2, preschool, and pre-kindergarten.  They also do before and after school care for older children.  Bubba is in toddler1.  He’s in that age range, and he’s still working on potty training – and by “still working,” I mean, he’s never really tried, but they’re introducing him to the idea of it.  I’m sure it looks appealing to him in theory.  He’ll gratuate to toddler2 this spring and stay there until he is totally potty trained.  I hope he’s not there until he’s 12.

They do not allow binkies or bottles, but with the crazy transition that he’s been going through, we’ve kind of been a little lax in the binky area.  He’s a smart kid, though.  As soon as we pull up to “school” in the morning, he hands over the binky before he starts fussing.  He’s not really happy about the abandonment everyday.  He’s got a little bit of separation anxiety.  He does like looking at the other kids when we get there, and when I crouch beside him while he plays, he’s fine.  But as soon as it’s time for me to go, he gets sad.  Luckily, they do let him wear his hat “at” all day.  And even though he starts crying as soon as he sees me in the evening, they say he’s doing fine. 

He gets to talk to Scooter anytime he’s awake when she calls.  He smooshes his little face against the phone and listens hard, as if the harder he listens the closer she is.  It’s really sweet.  He’ll say, “hi” and “sissy,” but mostly he just listens.  Night time is also a struggle, but it is getting better.  He’s falling asleep in his crib by himself and sleeping there for a while.  When he first goes to bed, he'll lay in his crib and say, his word for his name over and over until he falls asleep.  It's precious.  Sometime between 11:30pm and 3am, he’ll wake up and cry until someone comes to get him.  He and I will be doing a lot of co-sleeping while Ben is still in Omaha.  That’ll be fine.  We still don’t have the heat on in the apartment, and he’s warm.