Wednesday: Swim, Gilad and Frist

Today, we Sloans were up bright and early for a family outing.  We put on going out clothes and guzzled coffee to head downtown to the Frist to see the couture exhibit.   It was lovely, and I was just fascinated by the intricacy of the handwork and have since had to quash an immense feeling to view all the clothes in my closet as sad scraps and trash compared to the accomplishment of M. Balenciaga.

I also had to realize early on that taking a two year old to a couture exhibit was a mistake akin to the Cuban Missile Crisis.  Ivan was eventually trucked upstairs to the children's section, but this really only held him for a while.  I did not get to see the whole exhibit and am mightily disappointed that it closes this weekend.  We had a quick lunch, and Ivan fell asleep in the car on the way home.  He was coutured out.

At home, I got in a quick Gilad workout before heading in to swim in the evening.  I only stayed for a bit as I had to get to a hair appointment, which I would not have missed under any circumstance.  I have my hair appointments mapped out past Christmas, and I would sooner reschedule my child's birthday than one of these appointments.  Swim workout as follows:

• 50 warmup
• 8 x 25 swim @ 0:30
• 3 x 200 @ 3:30
• 8 x 25 kick
• 3 x 200 @ 3:30

So not a huge workout, but a good one.  I got to lead the lane, which was fun.  Probably not bad to be taking it a little easier this week, after my big weekend and my upcoming race.  Heading to Chicago on Friday for my 5k swim!!!

Tomorrow is Ivan's second day at pre-school.  It is his first full day and the day that he is expected to take a nap. If a were the type of person who placed bets, I would bet one million dollars on the chance that he will not take a nap and that he will have to be escorted to the indoor play area so as not to disturb the other nappers. BUT, there are a lot of things going for us: Ivan has a tri-divided plate into which I have packed no choking hazards, his folder is packed and I have set aside a special nap time pillow to entice him into out betting me.  

Now, preschool has a curriculum and it kind of cracks me up.  For instance, September's curriculum unit is "Self-I am growing.  I learn through playing." October's curriculum unit is "I am learning to help.  My family enjoys fall." November's curriculum unit is "We enjoy pets.  My family gives thanks - Thanksgiving".

I am already shaking in my boots about Ivan having to take a picture of "The Beast" (our cat) during the month of November.  The Beast reacts badly to being photographed and really most human interactions in general, and it makes me sort of sad that when Ivan is asked to share information about his pet, he only has The Beast to offer up.  Ivan's only exposure to "We enjoy pets" is one of his parents shrieking at The Beast.