"It's a castle!" she tells me, for the 2,930th time.
Of course it's a castle!
But a few days ago, she waved this at me:
It's a castle - with cookies!
Circles. Tiny, colored-in circles dancing around the scribbled lines.
She figured out circles. And I was there.
I was there the day she figured out circles. I didn't find out about it from a teacher, possibly days after the fact, when she came home waving a picture with her name at the bottom that she made at school.
I'm stupidly, inordinately proud of those circles.
When I was working, I never begrudged the fact that I wouldn't be there for some of my children's firsts. There would be the first time they did something at school, and then the first time they did that same thing at home.
I was ok with this, because I had to be ok with it. Staying at home wasn't an option when Husband was still a full-time student.
Now I'm at home, for a couple years, while Husband works. His job is temporary, two years tops. So even though it meant taking a noticeable hit to our take-home income, it just didn't seem worth it (much less possible) for me to find a temporary job that paid enough to keep two kids in all-day daycare and then some.
But it's worth it. Those circles made it worth it.