Mick is learning to identify genders. Sarah and Jaley - girls. Culley and Will - boys. His teachers - girls. Scott and Poppa - boys. So I asked Mick, "What am I? A boy or a girl."
He looked up at me, perplexed and responded, "I dunno."
To which I said, "I'm a girl."
His response, "NO!!! You not a girl; you da Mommy."
Apparently in Mick's mind, motherhood is beyond gender. I can live with that belief. My magical Mommy powers are already disappearing for the girls. My kisses won't fix their boo-boos and I am only on the periphery of their social calendar. So at least my "Mommy powers" still hold with Mick, for at least a little longer.
Since I last wrote, there has been a lot a brewing. Jaley spent a a few days at Camp Harrell being spoiled by Mimi and Poppa at Beech Mountain. There was time at Tweetsie Railroad, Mani-Pedis, and time at the pool.
The summer came to a close and school is back in session. Jaley is enjoying the same wonderful teacher she had in kindergarten, because Ms. Withers' choose to move up from teaching Kindergarten to 1st grade. Sarah is equally excited about her 3rd grade teacher, Ms. Salva. Plus soccer season started, Sarah tested at the next level in gymnastics, and Mick is moving up classrooms soon.
They say 6 weeks makes a habit, and I'm that far into the new job. While I still have plenty to learn, we are at least settled into the new schedule and enjoying the new paycheck.
As a great treat last week, Scott made plans for us to enjoy a night away for our anniversary. Lucky for me, he said "I do" 14 years ago. So much has happened since that day, I can't wait to see what the next 14 (and more) hold in store.
Up next week, Mick's 3rd birthday! I can't believe it. That is life in the stroller lane.