My Daughter, the Trojan

Siena started at USC Day Care June 1. We'd visited for a few days before we started dropping her off, to ease the adjustment. But the adjustment wasn't easy. It doens't help that Siena' sentering the Terrible Twos, and her tantrums are becoming more self-consciously thatrical anyway. But she did pitch a fit when she picked up that Mama or Daddy wasn't staying at Day Care. Fortunately she's getting better, and today had to break away from her playing on the slide ("Die!!!") to kiss Mam goodbye at Day Care. Our little girl is growing up...

And what does she do all day at Day Care? Die!!! That's "Drive." They have those plastic cars that you push around like Fred Flinstone, and every day when Daddy picks her up Siena's in one of the cars. Oh, they make collages and sing songs, but Siena's already immersed in the SoCal car culture.

So what's Siena's day?
6:30 a.m.: Wake up. Scream 'til Mama or Daddy come get her.
7:00 a.m.: Breakfast
7:30 a.m.-9:00 a.m. Keep Daddy entertained while Mama gets ready for school.
9:30 a.m.-4:30 p.m.: Day Care. Die!!!
4:30 p.m-6:30 p.m.: Unstrutured play time with Daddy, cheifly blowing bubbles and watching Baby Beethoven ("Bay-toh!!!"). Also another snack time, typically yogurt ("O-gurk!!!")
6:30p.m.-7:00 p.m.: Dinner. For example, tonight Siena shoveled a pound of Mac & Cheese down her gullet, and picked at the tuna fish. Yes, Daddy cooked; Mama had a late class.
7:00 p.m.-7:30 p.m.: Bath time. Siena has outgrown the baby bathtub, but is small enough to do laps in a real bathtub.
7:30 p.m.-8:00 p.m.: Story Time and Bedtime. Daddy can put her down without a peep. Mama, however, never gets away without a fight. As I write that, suddenly I'm not so proud...