roxy calls most people, including her mamas, “honey” right now. it’s pretty cute.
she’s finally showing an interest in threading. planning to get some plastic needles and encouraging her try embroidery. p.s. isn’t her hair terrific? the clip is intended to keep it out of her oatmeal but 20 minutes later it always looks like above.
i picked her up a balance bike yesterday (hooray for local parents lists) and though we haven’t had a chance to take it outside, she’s loving the test drives on our long hallway.
we still haven’t nailed down a school placement for roxy. not knowing where we’d be living has made it difficult. perhaps most frustrating is that we got accepted into an integrated classroom in our current school system but moving will mean giving up our spot. we’re #1 on another waiting list but not too hopeful about anyone giving up theirs. moving to the country means very few choices and a lack of diversity (so a spanish immersion classroom isn’t going to happen). i emailed a montess.ori school out there, mentioned my spouse and i and our interest in touring, and received a reply referencing my husband three times. i get it – she likely meant no harm. and oddly, i met someone who worked there the following day at an event at the monte.ssori school i used to work at so maybe it’ll work out.
still negotiating “the brown house” (as roxy has dubbed it). the inspection went well. we’re a little irked it’s taking so long to come to an agreement for the repairs because the rates went up. did i mention we’re buying from fellow gays? when we first viewed it, i saw the busy yet tasteful wallpaper, then a rainbow magnet on the fridge. finally there was a rainbow flag draped over a beehive (one of the guys is a beekeeper). needless to say, our letter outing ourselves sealed the offer! the wallpaper is going away and the brown shall someday become slate grey. here’s a quick snap of red admiring the barn on inspection day (not pictured: the almost two glorious acres of lovely gardens, a potting shed, and a pond). so unreal to think this might happen.
