Well squirts, this is the same day as your dream nursery was revealed to you but I thought this post should be separate from that blue, pink and brown deliciousness. I had been fretting a bit on where you should go for daycare. It is really a tough choice because these people are truly raising you for 1/3 of your day and we needed to pick someone that would hopefully do a better job of it than we probably will so you have a 33% chance of being normal! I definitely knew that I wanted to take you to daycare - I wanted to give you the opportunity to interract with children and be exposed to lots of different children (oh, ok, and truth be told your parents can't afford to live on one income so daycare wasn't a choice, it was a given). I also had decided that I wanted an in-home daycare facility versus an institutional facility. Dad wanted you in a daycare that was close to his work but I wanted you in a daycare that was closer to the house. To be honest, I can't remember if he gave in or I just ignored him. More than likely, it was that I ignored him. There were 3 places in our 'hood that I wanted to check out. 2 of them, I didn't know anything about except I drive by them everyday. My plan was to call and see if they would have openings then stop over one day unannounced. The 3rd one was where Debbie took Morgan and Debbie's brother took her nephew. I knew she was very strict with the parents & she definitely had her own way of doing things but I really liked that she taught the kids how to swim, she helped to potty train, she had learning curriculums, and she was reasonably priced. Plus, Morgan hasn't turned out too shabby :) Debbie told me that she thought she was going to have openings in April or August so I called her. You are officially reserved for those two spots in August! Our first big act of parenting is done.
Now, I just have to figure out what the heck we are going to do with you from April/May (depending on when you decide to pop out) until August. We are thinking about trying to put an ad in the local college newspaper to see if we can get a temporary nanny for you. Or, I am trying to con your Uncle Zach into volunteering his services :) We will figure it out as it gets closer but the big piece is done.
Finally, I also have to figure out a way to get your dad to stop whining that he never gets a say in anything. Wait, I did leave a huge choice up to him: Vasectomy or tubes tied? 100% his decision :) He chose 25% of your names and approved another 50% of them. I also let him completely choose where we had dinner tonight. I don't understand why the guy doesn't think he has a say in these big decisions!
