Critical & Creative Confusion

Little Pip at the ranch.
UBCO web site had the wrong course number advertised. Thus I registered for the wrong course. Awaiting info from prof of my missed class (the right course). I hope I didn’t miss too much. So, actually I missed my first class and have yet to officially start.
Bored tonight. Should have went out. But Mist is at a sleep over party at a friend’s and Tabs was home with a tummy virus today so I felt I should stay home for the evening. Peter has tucked himself in early for the night. He goes to bed super early and gets up super early. Maybe I will sign up for salsa lessons after all. At least that way, I’ll have company when I’m up in the evenings on weekends. Originally I thought I had no time on weekends for any leisure–the course I mistakenly signed up for (critical theory rather than creative theory) was going to be a lot of work–reading. So I panicked and thought my weekend evenings were shot–I had to stay home and read. Let’s hope the creative theory isn’t quite as much reading.
A lovely afternoon–took Pip and Tabs to the rec centre park to play as Tabs had much improved. I love getting out with my girls. They are always such good company.
Mist seems pleased with grade 9–although she wishes she had more close friends in band.
Tabs loves her new teacher and is in a 5/6 split (she’s a 5).
Pip is looking forward to starting preschool 3 mornings a week. She drew a picture of herself today: hiking in the rain and about to climb up a huge mountain by herself! She is so very, very dear–while on a walk yesterday (she in her stroller and I pushing) she casually said, “So Mom, did you love Malaysia?” We hadn’t talked about Malaysia in weeks, perhaps months. So I was surprised at her line of questioning. I said, “Yes, I did. It was very beautiful and exciting to see the jungles. I wouldn’t want to live there for a long time, but it was fun visiting.” She then said, “But you loved your curly hair, didn’t you mom?”
I said, “Yes, Pip, you’re right. I loved that my hair went so curly in Malaysia.”