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I've gotten the impression the past couple of days that Savannah is causing problems with Seth when I'm not in the room. I'll hear his crying, sometimes the kind that says "give me that toy", sometimes it's the kind that says he's bonked his head or pinched a finger. I don't believe she hurts him on purpose. But as soon as he cries she pipes up to tell me what happened, and she was never the cause of it.

The last time it happened yesterday evening, I decided not to say anything accusing to her, although my suspicions had been mounting. After she blamed his head bonking on accidental reasons, (even though he was not rubbing his head as he normally would) she clasped her hands as if she was praying and whispered, "I am soooo sooo so so so so so so sooo sorry."

I pretended not to hear and said, "Isn't it nice to have a little girl and a little boy who love each other?"

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Savannah, Seth and I went to register her for kindergarten yesterday. She saw two of her preschool friends and immediately made new friends. They all played on the chalkboard for a while. They made up games, tried to get away with running around the room.

Even Seth made friends from his stroller, showing some preschoolers pictures from a book. I'm not organized, but I had all the papers I needed, and I was glad things went smoothly for her sake and mine. All she lacks is another physical and a shot. Then we'll have another birthday party and a week later, she'll be a kindergartener.

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When we went to Starbucks two days ago, I thought it would be enough for Seth and Savannah to share a piece of pound cake. Of course, I did this knowing Seth could probably put away an entire piece.

I sent Savannah back to the counter for a bagel and cream cheese. She has gone back for forks and ice water before and even bought cream cheese. This time, all I had was a ten dollar bill.

It's so cute to watch her at the counter. She looks over and we smile at each other. I saw she was carrying the pastry bag of food and another bag. They had put the change from the ten in the second one.

Then she says, "They gave me money!" I didn't have the heart to get my change back, but I thought later, it's good I didn't give her a twenty.

So she wanted to spend her money on something that day. I wasn't up to facing Toys 'R' Us, but the Christmas Tree Shop has a cheap but decent (and small) selection of kid's stuff. She got things for her hair, a bouncy ball with Disney princesses on it and a princess crown with earrings, telling retail workers, "I got some money."

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She's figuring out how to turn things her way. She likes jewelry, and I haven't let her wear much to preschool. The teachers don't want to lose it. For some unknown, her school pictures were scheduled on St. Patrick's day. Her teachers also told her to wear green on that day. Well, I want her to wear pink for her pictures.

I told her she might wear some jewelry with a little green in it. She said no, it had to be green clothes. (Of course, I'm picturing the bright St. Paddy's green.) As much as she likes to show her friends her jewelry, she said that they can't wear jewelry to preschool anyway :)

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