The Mid February Delurk

Paul and chopsticks

I haven't been up to too much lately. Between getting a cold and working on classwork, it's pretty quiet so long as Paul is down for a nap. I'm trying to finish up my university 100 class before I head off to Louisiana next week. I just have to finish watching the videos (complete with early 90s guy who can't seem to decide if he's into glam metal or grunge) and the last couple of chapters of written work.

I don't celebrate Valentine's day, but I've been craving fried rice all week long, so we went to Pei Wei after Clayton got back from work. I actually enjoy going out to eat with Paul now. We're mostly past the point where he "needs" to crawl under the table, randomly season his food, or refuse to be entertained. He snacked on an orange while we were waiting for our food, and decided to try chopsticks while he was waiting for his food to cool. He still has to cheat, but at least it seems that he's figured out that the chopsticks aren't broken.

Yesterday, we went to the open house at the preschool we've been eying for him. I kept hearing that preschool signups here are nuts, so I was going to leave obscenely early so I could get one of the first spots in line. I was about halfway there, when they announced our county's schools were on a two hour delay. I went back home, catnapped, and then went back out a couple hours later. Fortunately for me, the icy weather kept several people at home, so I ended up first in line. Paul really enjoyed the open house, especially the huge laundry buckets of Lego and the preschooler sized "house" area. His teachers seemed very nice, although Paul wasn't sure if "a man can be a teacher". He was a little disappointed that we couldn't go to school today.