This weekend was just crazy busy. I had an end-of-season party for my
tournament team, Andrea had a practice and a game and I had yet more
band practice for this week's small ensemble concert.

In between all that, we had time to do something I'd been putting off
for a while: we shelled out for a new laptop for me. Thank God. I
didn't realize how slow mine was until the shiny new one arrived. It is
lightning fast and is solely responsible for me staying up till 4 am
playing Packrat on Saturday.

New lappy, I love you.

The biggest news is that we bit the bullet and let Val sport underpants
all weekend. She did SO well until Sunday, when she had 3 accidents
hanging out at Isaiah's house while I coached and Andrea played. But
today, she had 0 accidents so I think it's all good.

One other big thing is that I realized the preschool we'd picked out
isn't the best fit for us. It's just too far from home, especially with
gas at $4 a gallon. So we checked out a Christian preschool that's 4
minutes from home.

It's bright, sunny, clean and big. They have care for infants up
through pre-k, each group in a different room. We first looked at the
toddler room, for 18-30 months old. Those kids were babies who could
walk. Seeing all of them, kids who could be Val's peers, made me
realize that she's more of a little kid and less of a baby than I'd been
willing to own up to.

So we checked out the 2-3 year old room and even though there are more
kids per teacher than in the other room, it was quite clear that Val
belongs there. She went right to the toys and dug right in, she even
went and played with some of the other kids. One little girl fell and
hurt herself, Val went and asked if she was okay.

They have little kid-sized potties and work with them on potty
training. We liked the people and how clean the place is. The younger
kids play with older kids twice a day, there's learning and art and nap
time.

No matter how much we like the place, it still breaks my heart a little
to think of her going to a school where she's 1 of 20+ kids. I know
she'll do great, I have no doubt about that, but me? I might just be a
wreck at first.

I'll let you know.