So last Friday John and I officially decided that we were going to "let our nanny go" - which is basically the p.c. way of saying we fired her *ss. Not that it was an easy decision as Elvie has become like a part of our family - I'd even venture to say she is like a third Grandmother to Addy and Sid. They love her so much that at times John and I have to wonder if the girls would rather go live with Elvie than stay with us! Seriously you should see them run to the door every morning when they hear her coming in - I never knew two half-breeds could move so fast! Could they be a couple of future track stars? Perhaps - but only if they don't end up with those short little Chung legs.....
Anyways - Elvie's last day with us will be on Friday, January 30 - and we will miss her - a lot. Not so much all the long, black hair she leaves around the house, on the floors, on the couch, in the girls clothing, on the carpet, etc etc - but I have a feeling the stuff she does for us on a daily basis will continue to go unnoticed by myself and John until she has left and is gone from our lives completely.
So yes - we might be crazy - but we have spent many weeks - not to mention countless bottles of beer (aids in deep thinking) - in coming to this choice. The girls will officially start their new day care on Monday, February 2. We're trying to prepare ourselves for what can only be a difficult transition - as they still get kicked out of Promise Land at church from time to time - but with any luck they will eventually be happy in their new environment.
Will the socialization and learning opportunities outweigh the runny noses, colds, and naughty little habits they will pick up from all the other crumbsnatchers in their class? Only time will tell - but we hope we have made the right decision!
Who ever knew being an adult and making choices that will influence our children for the rest of their lives would be so difficult! I'm sort of missing the time when the biggest decision of my day was if I should wear the Stuart Weitzman boots and my Kate Spade bag - or the Cole Haan peep-toe pumps and my Dooney purse. Though I'm more than certain that John is very happy those days for me are gone!
1 comments:
those days of cole haan boots and kate spade bags will be back...take it from me! You go through a few dry months, or years, but it will come back! Hang in there! Oh and btw, when you do go back, I'll be cheering for you, much to John's dismay! xoxo
Post a Comment