Friday, June 13, 2008
School's out
Today was the last day of school for both girls. I am definitely sad that the year is over as are they. Emily spent most of the mornings this week crying at breakfast for various different reasons, but usually related to school. First it was finding out that her sister will be in a different preschool next year and not at the same school as Emily. Then it was finding out that she would have a new teacher next year. Then finding out Sydney would be in a different school next year, and on and on. She will miss her wonderful teacher, Mrs. Porter, but she was reassured today she was always welcome to come back & visit.
School's out
Today was the last day of school for both girls. I am definitely sad that the year is over as are they. Emily spent most of the mornings this week crying at breakfast for various different reasons, but usually related to school. First it was finding out that her sister will be in a different preschool next year and not at the same school as Emily. Then it was finding out that she would have a new teacher next year. Then finding out Sydney would be in a different school next year, and on and on. She will miss her wonderful teacher, Mrs. Porter, but she was reassured today she was always welcome to come back & visit.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Faraway Cookies
So we have 3 wonderful song & story books by Sandra Boynton. They are so funny and I just love them! Emily & Sydney have several favorite songs and don;t often like to hear the other songs on the cd because they just want to listen to their favorites again & again! Well this morning at breakfast, the cd was going in the background, and they listened to a new song today from Philadelphia Chickens called Faraway Cookies. I had heard the song & seen the picture in the book, but didn;t know too much about it other than that I thought it was a cute story about a puppy who wanted cookies that were on top of the fridge.
Emily heard the song and wanted to know why she was sad. Then she started to tear up. Luckily I distracted her so we did not get the full waterworks before breakfast this morning. After school, I was not so lucky! She wanted to listen to it again and started bawling! I got out the book and made up a rather clever back story about the Puppy's mom saying it could not have more cookies since it would hurt the puppy's tummy to eat to many, but that the puppy still wanted them and that was why she was she was singing to the cookies. She kept crying. She also asked to hear it again. I made her calm down before I would play it again. She finally calmed down and we listened to it again. I thought we were done with the song, but apparently while I was out at church tonight she really confused Karl with a piece of paper with a picture of someone crying and cookies and wanted to hear the song again, and was in tears again.
I officially don;t have a clue about what to do with this situation, but here is a link to a video on YouTube playing the song. It is just adorable (the song not the video) so I hope you all enjoy it. I don't think I should post the picture from the book for copyright reasons, but the picture is of a puppy looking wistfully up at chocolate cookies up on the top of the cabinet in the kitchen.
Emily heard the song and wanted to know why she was sad. Then she started to tear up. Luckily I distracted her so we did not get the full waterworks before breakfast this morning. After school, I was not so lucky! She wanted to listen to it again and started bawling! I got out the book and made up a rather clever back story about the Puppy's mom saying it could not have more cookies since it would hurt the puppy's tummy to eat to many, but that the puppy still wanted them and that was why she was she was singing to the cookies. She kept crying. She also asked to hear it again. I made her calm down before I would play it again. She finally calmed down and we listened to it again. I thought we were done with the song, but apparently while I was out at church tonight she really confused Karl with a piece of paper with a picture of someone crying and cookies and wanted to hear the song again, and was in tears again.
I officially don;t have a clue about what to do with this situation, but here is a link to a video on YouTube playing the song. It is just adorable (the song not the video) so I hope you all enjoy it. I don't think I should post the picture from the book for copyright reasons, but the picture is of a puppy looking wistfully up at chocolate cookies up on the top of the cabinet in the kitchen.
Faraway Cookies
So we have 3 wonderful song & story books by Sandra Boynton. They are so funny and I just love them! Emily & Sydney have several favorite songs and don;t often like to hear the other songs on the cd because they just want to listen to their favorites again & again! Well this morning at breakfast, the cd was going in the background, and they listened to a new song today from Philadelphia Chickens called Faraway Cookies. I had heard the song & seen the picture in the book, but didn;t know too much about it other than that I thought it was a cute story about a puppy who wanted cookies that were on top of the fridge.
Emily heard the song and wanted to know why she was sad. Then she started to tear up. Luckily I distracted her so we did not get the full waterworks before breakfast this morning. After school, I was not so lucky! She wanted to listen to it again and started bawling! I got out the book and made up a rather clever back story about the Puppy's mom saying it could not have more cookies since it would hurt the puppy's tummy to eat to many, but that the puppy still wanted them and that was why she was she was singing to the cookies. She kept crying. She also asked to hear it again. I made her calm down before I would play it again. She finally calmed down and we listened to it again. I thought we were done with the song, but apparently while I was out at church tonight she really confused Karl with a piece of paper with a picture of someone crying and cookies and wanted to hear the song again, and was in tears again.
I officially don;t have a clue about what to do with this situation, but here is a link to a video on YouTube playing the song. It is just adorable (the song not the video) so I hope you all enjoy it. I don't think I should post the picture from the book for copyright reasons, but the picture is of a puppy looking wistfully up at chocolate cookies up on the top of the cabinet in the kitchen.
Emily heard the song and wanted to know why she was sad. Then she started to tear up. Luckily I distracted her so we did not get the full waterworks before breakfast this morning. After school, I was not so lucky! She wanted to listen to it again and started bawling! I got out the book and made up a rather clever back story about the Puppy's mom saying it could not have more cookies since it would hurt the puppy's tummy to eat to many, but that the puppy still wanted them and that was why she was she was singing to the cookies. She kept crying. She also asked to hear it again. I made her calm down before I would play it again. She finally calmed down and we listened to it again. I thought we were done with the song, but apparently while I was out at church tonight she really confused Karl with a piece of paper with a picture of someone crying and cookies and wanted to hear the song again, and was in tears again.
I officially don;t have a clue about what to do with this situation, but here is a link to a video on YouTube playing the song. It is just adorable (the song not the video) so I hope you all enjoy it. I don't think I should post the picture from the book for copyright reasons, but the picture is of a puppy looking wistfully up at chocolate cookies up on the top of the cabinet in the kitchen.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Babysitting Emily & Sydney
Tonight Emily & Sydney had a babysitter. She is a friend of our from church, and Emily's Primary teacher from last year. She is absolutely wonderful and a real lady, with a wonderful accent. A month or so ago she sweetly offered to babysit the girls and told us to pick a time, so I asked her if she could babysit so we could go out for a pre birthday date night. We not only did she babysit for them, but she also took them out to eat at the tasty Mickey D's. We don't go often, but the girls love the occasional trips-normally we go there on road trips only, so this was an extra treat! Well, we had a great evening and when we got home, we heard about how everything went on their outing. They both ate all their dinner (albeit slowly on Sydney's part) and played in the play area. Emily finished first, and ran off to play. After a little while, she came back, Sydney was still eating, and told our friend, "You call me when dessert is ready." And she scooted off to play.
Emily is a creature of habit, and I don't know when this habit started, probably over the summer when Karl was in DG and I bought popsicles for after dinner snacks, if they were good, but it has become part of Emily's little quirks. Dessert is only dessert if it is frozen. Occasionally though watermelon is an acceptable dessert. Other things are nice, but not usually considered actual dessert. She will inform you that those are "snacks". She will turn down cake or brownies for her ice cream sandwich or popsicle. She also has learned to like the frozen fruit sorbets we bought for Sydney's post operative recovery which she obviously never ate.
So we forgot to warn the babysitter about her dessert habit. Emily never eats a lot of sweets and will be the first one to stop eating something-which is why the Halloween Candy ran out right around Easter time this year. Being the wonderful person she was, the comment struck her as really funny and not rude or pushy, so when they were ready to go, she asked if they could eat in the car. " Oh no, we have to eat here." was the response. So the girls got cones and enjoyed them right there! Apparently they were really wonderful angels all evening which as a parent is always great to hear and while they may not do it for us every night, at least they will shine their halos up for the occasional babysitter!
So many thank you's to our wonderfully kind friend for our fun relaxing evening out!
Emily is a creature of habit, and I don't know when this habit started, probably over the summer when Karl was in DG and I bought popsicles for after dinner snacks, if they were good, but it has become part of Emily's little quirks. Dessert is only dessert if it is frozen. Occasionally though watermelon is an acceptable dessert. Other things are nice, but not usually considered actual dessert. She will inform you that those are "snacks". She will turn down cake or brownies for her ice cream sandwich or popsicle. She also has learned to like the frozen fruit sorbets we bought for Sydney's post operative recovery which she obviously never ate.
So we forgot to warn the babysitter about her dessert habit. Emily never eats a lot of sweets and will be the first one to stop eating something-which is why the Halloween Candy ran out right around Easter time this year. Being the wonderful person she was, the comment struck her as really funny and not rude or pushy, so when they were ready to go, she asked if they could eat in the car. " Oh no, we have to eat here." was the response. So the girls got cones and enjoyed them right there! Apparently they were really wonderful angels all evening which as a parent is always great to hear and while they may not do it for us every night, at least they will shine their halos up for the occasional babysitter!
So many thank you's to our wonderfully kind friend for our fun relaxing evening out!
Babysitting Emily & Sydney
Tonight Emily & Sydney had a babysitter. She is a friend of our from church, and Emily's Primary teacher from last year. She is absolutely wonderful and a real lady, with a wonderful accent. A month or so ago she sweetly offered to babysit the girls and told us to pick a time, so I asked her if she could babysit so we could go out for a pre birthday date night. We not only did she babysit for them, but she also took them out to eat at the tasty Mickey D's. We don't go often, but the girls love the occasional trips-normally we go there on road trips only, so this was an extra treat! Well, we had a great evening and when we got home, we heard about how everything went on their outing. They both ate all their dinner (albeit slowly on Sydney's part) and played in the play area. Emily finished first, and ran off to play. After a little while, she came back, Sydney was still eating, and told our friend, "You call me when dessert is ready." And she scooted off to play.
Emily is a creature of habit, and I don't know when this habit started, probably over the summer when Karl was in DG and I bought popsicles for after dinner snacks, if they were good, but it has become part of Emily's little quirks. Dessert is only dessert if it is frozen. Occasionally though watermelon is an acceptable dessert. Other things are nice, but not usually considered actual dessert. She will inform you that those are "snacks". She will turn down cake or brownies for her ice cream sandwich or popsicle. She also has learned to like the frozen fruit sorbets we bought for Sydney's post operative recovery which she obviously never ate.
So we forgot to warn the babysitter about her dessert habit. Emily never eats a lot of sweets and will be the first one to stop eating something-which is why the Halloween Candy ran out right around Easter time this year. Being the wonderful person she was, the comment struck her as really funny and not rude or pushy, so when they were ready to go, she asked if they could eat in the car. " Oh no, we have to eat here." was the response. So the girls got cones and enjoyed them right there! Apparently they were really wonderful angels all evening which as a parent is always great to hear and while they may not do it for us every night, at least they will shine their halos up for the occasional babysitter!
So many thank you's to our wonderfully kind friend for our fun relaxing evening out!
Emily is a creature of habit, and I don't know when this habit started, probably over the summer when Karl was in DG and I bought popsicles for after dinner snacks, if they were good, but it has become part of Emily's little quirks. Dessert is only dessert if it is frozen. Occasionally though watermelon is an acceptable dessert. Other things are nice, but not usually considered actual dessert. She will inform you that those are "snacks". She will turn down cake or brownies for her ice cream sandwich or popsicle. She also has learned to like the frozen fruit sorbets we bought for Sydney's post operative recovery which she obviously never ate.
So we forgot to warn the babysitter about her dessert habit. Emily never eats a lot of sweets and will be the first one to stop eating something-which is why the Halloween Candy ran out right around Easter time this year. Being the wonderful person she was, the comment struck her as really funny and not rude or pushy, so when they were ready to go, she asked if they could eat in the car. " Oh no, we have to eat here." was the response. So the girls got cones and enjoyed them right there! Apparently they were really wonderful angels all evening which as a parent is always great to hear and while they may not do it for us every night, at least they will shine their halos up for the occasional babysitter!
So many thank you's to our wonderfully kind friend for our fun relaxing evening out!
Monday, May 26, 2008
A Picnic and the ER
So today started off fairly smoothly. We overslept (and by we I don't mean the children who were up promptly at 6:45 despite or late drive) got ready for the Church memorial picnic by banging down a section of fence, pulling a few weeds, digging in the dirt, making a salad and batch of cookies, then showing up almost early to finalize setup arrangements and drop off the yummy by overly gooey cookies & salad. People showed up, kids had fun with their activities, everyone ate, and we were headed home. Sydney tried to sit down on the bench to get her shoes on when she lost her balance on her hand, slipped and smacked the corner of her eye on the table and got a nasty gash on her cheek/eye socket area.
Luckily for us, not 1 doctor was there, but 3; a surgeon, a pediatric doctor, and an anesthesiologist. It's good to have friends! If you do find yourself in a position to need stictches, do it with lots of doctors on hand to evaluate your case! We debated what could be done, and where, since the two men could not legally work together in one facility, and in the end, we opted for the more immediate option instead of the putting her under to sew it up and waiting until after 8 hours had passed since her last meal. We followed our friend to the office, aka the Naval Hospital and went to the procedure room where Sydney very patiently and bravely allowed him to numb her cheek, poke her with a needle and then tape her eye closed and put in a few stitches. She was not happy, but held still enough that he was able to get everything over and done with relatively quickly.
Here is her little face at bedtime. For the record, except for the initial shock at the park, she has not let it bother her much at all. She even fell asleep while she was getting examined, probably more to do from the night before & lack of sleep than anything else, but it was a good thing she got a little extra rest today.
We had planned to spend the afternoon working in the yard & weeding, with a possible sidetrip to Lowe's to order a replacement door, but instead spent some time at the ER, at ToysR'Us getting the promised consolation prize (promised by Dad not me), at a small True Value Hardware (where we finally got a replacement guard so we won't ever have birds in the bathroom fan vent again), then Lowe's.
We spent then next 3 hours in Lowes. We ordered our door, spec-ed out a deck, almost bought lumber, then changed our mind, then remembered the dirt & mulch we needed for the yard, then a fan for the office, and then a bunch of other little things before we finally returned home to hungry cats. We need to unload the van still, but we got the kids in bed by a lovely 9pm. What a mess. They are still awake at 9:45 whispering to one another. Tomorrow will be awful, but for now I am going to drag my tired self down and get ready for bed & another early day.
Happy Memorial Day to all!
Luckily for us, not 1 doctor was there, but 3; a surgeon, a pediatric doctor, and an anesthesiologist. It's good to have friends! If you do find yourself in a position to need stictches, do it with lots of doctors on hand to evaluate your case! We debated what could be done, and where, since the two men could not legally work together in one facility, and in the end, we opted for the more immediate option instead of the putting her under to sew it up and waiting until after 8 hours had passed since her last meal. We followed our friend to the office, aka the Naval Hospital and went to the procedure room where Sydney very patiently and bravely allowed him to numb her cheek, poke her with a needle and then tape her eye closed and put in a few stitches. She was not happy, but held still enough that he was able to get everything over and done with relatively quickly.
Here is her little face at bedtime. For the record, except for the initial shock at the park, she has not let it bother her much at all. She even fell asleep while she was getting examined, probably more to do from the night before & lack of sleep than anything else, but it was a good thing she got a little extra rest today.
We had planned to spend the afternoon working in the yard & weeding, with a possible sidetrip to Lowe's to order a replacement door, but instead spent some time at the ER, at ToysR'Us getting the promised consolation prize (promised by Dad not me), at a small True Value Hardware (where we finally got a replacement guard so we won't ever have birds in the bathroom fan vent again), then Lowe's.
We spent then next 3 hours in Lowes. We ordered our door, spec-ed out a deck, almost bought lumber, then changed our mind, then remembered the dirt & mulch we needed for the yard, then a fan for the office, and then a bunch of other little things before we finally returned home to hungry cats. We need to unload the van still, but we got the kids in bed by a lovely 9pm. What a mess. They are still awake at 9:45 whispering to one another. Tomorrow will be awful, but for now I am going to drag my tired self down and get ready for bed & another early day.
Happy Memorial Day to all!
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