Tuesdays

Tuesdays are hectic for me. I teach from 11.30 to 2.30pm, but I have office hours before that. So mornings consist of getting up (I am most definitely not the Good Morning God! sort of person, more the Good God its Morning! sort), getting coffee, getting Sasha up and dressed, getting Dylan dressed, getting Sasha's angel toast (whole grain bread, Nutella, an angel shaped cookie cutter) and Princess vitamins (Dylan eats these too as he is still not averse to a bit of Sleeping beauty in his diet), and off to daycare. Then a walk around the block and by 9.30 Dylan and I are being driven to the Uni. I still don't have a license here and Doug is still quite happy to drive me to work. Then the work day begins. Granted, it then ends at 2.30pm when Doug hands Dylan off to me and I take him home by bus/subway. By the time I get home I feel like I am ready for the weekend..or rather the week.

We were in Winnipeg for the weekend. Mainly to give a presentation but mostly to hang out with the family. When I fly back to the Peg I tend to take along an extra piece of luggage as inevitably we will be taking home a pile of toys that Grampa has bought in anticipation of their visit. So on this visit the kids scored a frontloader, some random plastic animals, some sort of dollhouse that has to be built from blocks and books galore. They love visiting Grampa.

I have a couple of classes to go then we spend a week in Montreal for a conference. Then Dylan takes Sasha's place in daycare and she and I will spend some quality time over the Spring/Summer until she starts school in September. I am rather looking forward to relatively more freedom to move about with only one toddler in hand (sushi lunches, pedicures, shopping..). I am not looking forward to getting Dylan adjusted to daycare. Not looking forward to it at all..

Sasha has officially been accepted to her pre-kindergarten. So now we have been asked to make initial payment to secure her position.. my six weeks of work teaching MBA students will now pay for 2.5 months of her kindergarten. When they said having kids was expensive, they mean it. My only hope is that she will appreciate the sacrifices I have made for her education...I am of course talking about the LV tote I was eyeing..sigh.