Ukraine Adoption

T.G.I.F. Ramblings

--John's niece had a baby girl this week, a little sweetie named Mallory. Tara's closest new friend at her new preschool is named: Mallory. Coincidence? Karma? Maybe. But now I know exactly two Mallorys. Met them both within a week's time.

--Tara is used to me picking her up from pre-school, every day, for more than two years, always me because her school was very close to my work. But now, she is near our home and John does the pick up. John is finally getting used to the schedule, remembering to stop what he is doing to go pick her up. But Tara is not so ready to accept that particular change: She kicks him in the shins and says, "Don't EVER do that again Daddy, I want MOMMY to pick me up." Some thanks, eh? And we wonder what the teachers are thinking...

--Tara insists on wearing a skirt or dress every single day, and often it's the same skirt over and over again. We are tired of the same skirts! So we buy her a few more, she wears them constantly. She pulls them out of her dirty clothes hamper. Meanwhile, she has lots of adorable shorts, capris and long pants that I'm trying to get her to wear. Please wear pants sometimes! Why oh why.