Jackson has been making huge leaps and bounds in development lately. He had the flu horribly and has finally recovered. We have been doing a lot of shakes and desserts in hopes to put some weight back on him. Tough, isn't it? We avoid going anywhere without Andy because it is an ordeal. Jack has breakdowns and then freaks out when we leave where ever we are. I just can't do it by myself. Well, yesterday, I was just sick on how my vacuum does not work. The central vac has a blockage in there somewhere and after research, it said that a pipe snake should do the trick. We went to Lowe's where Jack touched every snow blower and grill. I thought he was going to lay down a couple of times but we pulled through it. He was distracted by the time I finally found the snake so I had to have him carry it. It was too heavy for him, as I found out when he crumbled under the weight so I had to carry most of the weight while he carried it. Let's just say that my back hurt for the rest of the day from stooping to keeping him happy. But happy he was. He had a huge grin that he was helping. I know it doesn't sound like much but it was a good experience out and about and we don't have those often. I am really excited by that little experience.
Emma is in preschool and loves it. She looks forward to it and always asks if she is going tomorrow. This is her third week. Last night she told us that names in her class were Joey, Tony and Pony. I really have a feeling that I need to get a roster or something to ask her specifically about different names. Don't get me wrong. There might be a Pony in her class but it worries me that that person did not love their child to name them Pony. This is the story, though. It broke my heart. When we picked up Emma, there were a group of about 4 girls that ran to one car yelling that they were going to play at their house. They had apparently set up a play date before hand and the mom was taking them all with them. There stood my little Emma watching them all pile in the car. Her huge, blue eyes were filled with hurt that she wasn't included. I felt horrible that I couldn't take that away. I never thought that exclusion would start so early. I hated that I had partly contributed to this by not knowing anyone with girls her age to have her play with. I can't let my insecurities hurt my daughter. I need to find her some friends. Or our friends from Arizona could move here. No pressure.
