Our church has an awesome preschool through elementary school. I checked into it to know what my options were and discovered that they have a part time program on Tuesday and Thursday mornings. But the more we looked at that option, the less we liked it. I home school preschool, and we have invested a lot of time, prayer, and money into building our preschool curriculum. Consequently, I didn’t want them in a preschool environment two days a week on top of what we were doing at home. That would seem counter-productive.
I don’t know what time Johnathan was born. Before 9AM, I think. He was 6lbs, 7oz, and 19 inches long. Those extra 6 weeks he got beefed him up compared to his brother’s 3-pounder birth. Like with Scott, I was too sick to see him after his birth, and he went straight to the NICU. When Gregg brought me pictures, I joked that his nickname didn’t need to be Jeb, it needed to be Biff, because he looked like a little football player.
The only thing he doesn’t seem to like about it is that his head is facing the opposite direction of his crib.
He and Scott share a room. The second night in the new bed, they snuck out of bed and quietly played with their toys. I likely wouldn’t have caught them if they hadn’t have started fighting. I put them back to bed and told them not to get back out again, and five minutes later they were both asleep.