In their short two years of life, Colby and Clara have already "graduated" twice. The first time, they graduated from the Infant I classroom to the Infant II classroom at daycare and joined the world of crawlers and climbers. The second time, they graduated from the Infant II classroom to the Toddler classroom and joined the world of eating at a table (rather than in a high chair) and napping on mats on the floor.
As you might recall (although I don't think I documented it fully), the move to the Toddler room was a little traumatic for Clara. She spent the better part of their first week in the new room crying, and by the time we picked her up in the evenings, she was exhausted. Thankfully, she bounced back quickly and found her new groove after the first week.
Last Friday, we were notified that graduation #3 was upon us and that the twins would be moving up to the Young Pre-schoolers (2-year-old) room. Fortunately, this room is pretty similar to the Toddler room, so the change isn't quite as drastic. New and
[And on that note, in case you're wondering, we have made basically zero effort toward potty-training thus far. I don't think either one of them are ready for it yet, so I'm going to once again take advantage of the magical powers that the daycare teachers possess and wait until they tell us it's time. Outsourcing parenting responsibilities for the win!]
Anyway, as far as we know, the first week has gone fine for the twins at school. One of their friends is also making the move with them, so I'm sure that helps. However, it's pretty clear that the whole thing is throwing them off a bit and they have both been fairly exhausted.
If we're being honest, it's pretty normal for Clara to behave, shall we say, erratically. Colby, however, is generally pretty steady, but thanks to 2 days in a row without naps (which is not typically the case for him at school, even though he protests naps on the weekend), he has been a bit of a mess himself.
Here's Colby on Wednesday night. Immediately after this picture was taken, he allowed Brian to carry him up the stairs like a baby, took a short bath, and then fell asleep the minute we laid him down in his crib. Poor, sleepy guy!
Oh, sweet Clara. This was Thursday morning, after she lost the battle to wear her pajama top to school but won the battle to wear two bows in her hair at one time. So much personality in such a little body...
So it's onward and upward we go. Before we know it, it will be time for their high school graduation and I have a sneaking suspicion that when that time comes, they won't be willing to climb up in my lap together to rock away their worries (though the visual is pretty amusing)!