week update

I haven't done just an update post in a while. Brayden has finally started to get better with school. I think the low point was when he came home "sick" one day with an unbearable earache, that he later told me wasn't true. He balled hysterically for that entire day, it was heart wrenching. I started asking if I needed to switch schools, teachers, anything to make him happy. He told me "No, I like my teacher, I just want to got to a school that's not long." After telling him all the schools are that long, he begged to go back to Kindersteps or preschool, and told me that he felt like he lived at school. Then with tears pouring down his little cheeks, he finally said, "Mama, school is so long, I forget what you look like."

He stopped eating, and I was literally dragging him into class every morning. It was so terrible. Then his teacher gave him a "new special job.". Thursday and Friday were his first days he went without crying. Progress. Ms. Wahla assigned him to be the "bell work" teacher...which means he teaches the class what they are supposed to do first thing after the bell. Then he gets to stamp their papers. He felt important, and was really excited about his new job, so that helped a lot. I want to be a fly on the wall so badly to watch him do his "bell work teaching." Adorable.

There is a point to this story, promise: For the last few weeks in church, the sacrament bread has been sooooo delicious. We guessed it was homemade, but it was extra sweet and moist. Brayden {and me} will try to eye the biggest piece before we pick one, I'm sure we're not the only ones! The first time he tried it, he said, "MMMM! DONUT BREAD!!" So for enrichment night, the talented girl who makes the bread every week, taught us all how to make it. It was about a 3 hour process, and I was so excited to come home and bake my precious loaves. They came out delicious, and Jer was very excited, since I never buy white bread, let alone make it. The next morning I was so excited to tell Brayden he could eat as much of the donut bread he wanted to this time! We pretty much scarfed the first loaf in one day.

Saturday morning when I came home from the gym, this is what remained of my beautiful second loaf. (Jamie, close your eyes!) A loaf that was still wrapped and untouched when I had last seen it. Sigh. Sometimes I do not know why I still love that little MONSTER! Seriously.





Friday night, I had a girls night out with some friends and we saw "Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants," it was really cute. Then Sunday we had Stake Conference, and that evening we went over to the Figgins for dinner, and then went over to their neighbor/friends house to see their brand new wiener dog puppies. Kosty was holding one on his lap, and all of a sudden he started singing, "Rock a bye baby," as he sat there petting the little pup. I melted. Then we were getting ready to leave, and he wanted to hold the other puppy. This time he sang, "You are my sunshine." I think my heart skipped a beat, and my eyes filled with tears, it was the sweetest thing I have ever seen him do.

So I guess I do know why I still love this little boy of mine.