The kids had open house last night. Because I am in the classrooms so much, there wasn't really anything I hadn't seen at some point. Art, science projects, writing, stories, poems, and much more were all on display. The kids were excited to show us everything and since Michael hadn't seen any of it, it was pretty sweet. The teachers at Wildwood are so damn good and seem to care so much about the kids, their classrooms, and the whole curriculum. We really are lucky that we get to live here.
Elizabeth officially made it to a month for not biting her nails.
So this morning, we left early and went to Target (her choice) where she selected a few things. Then off to Old Navy where she got a few more. Nothing but some crazy boots at the Gap, a few ridiculous items at Claire's like no finger gloves and feather clip on earrings, and nothing, thank god, at Gymboree. Then we had our nails done together. She picked purple and after some convincing by other clients, I selected the same color.
Since I gave her no rules except that she had to wear what she got and couldn't say "I don't like it when we got home" I thought she was quite conservative. She could have gone crazy but didn't. And at one point she said, "I don't want to spend all your money, mama." She did look at a pair of suede $50 boots at the camp, but I told her, "These are expensive so if you get them I want you to love them as much as your black boots." She tried them on, looked them over and said, "I don't love them that much." Another thank god.
Elizabeth is two days away from getting her shopping spree. She is so excited and has done an excellent job not biting her nails. It's extremely impressive.
Most days I ask the kids how their day was, what they learned, did they do anything special, etc. On Tuesdays, when Parker has his special math session with a math resource teacher, I asked him how it went. Or if I know they did anything else different, like going to the library, having music, or art, I try to remember to ask about it. I generally get the same answers. From Miranda, "Great! I loved it! I can't to do it again!" Elizabeth says, "It was kinda boring. Kinda good and bad." From Parker, "Fine."
But then on some days, one of them goes on and on about something. Parker did it the other day. He was describing how he did a math problem. He stood by the kitchen table and walked me through the problem. He provides so much detail, it takes me a long time to get through just a short description. As he was describing it, he looked very familiar and I got a strange sense of deja vu. I tried to remember if he had told me about this before, but then it dawned on me. He looked and sounded just like my dad describing a complex math problem to Amy or Eran or David. He had the same pauses, um's, eye expressions and strange looks right before he is about to say something super clever.
It was very interesting.
Elizabeth is really into writing letters these days. She wrote me about five this weekend. She leaves them on my computer in an envelope. Here are some samples...
Today I went to the memorial of an almost 5 year old girl, a daughter of a friend, who died on New Years Eve from cancer. I pretty much cried from the moment I arrived to when I left. The parents, preschool teacher, aunts and uncles, and grandparents spoke. I can't even imagine how they were able to do that. The parents asked us to all wear something that Lelia would have said she liked...something sparkly or crazy. So my friends and I all wore pink hair extensions and I borrowed one of Elizabeth's sparkly tiara headbands. The grandfather wore a purple boa. It was all so awful, I don't know how people get through something like that. My kids knew her. She came over many times and we went to a water park with her. I haven't told them and I don't think I'm going to. So hard. So sad.
Last night I was watching a tv show in bed and Miranda came in. It was about 8:40 which means she was up pretty late. She said that she felt something sticky behind her ear that was bugging her and she wanted me to look at it. I took a look and sure enough there was this very sticky feeling behind her ear. Then I looked at her hair and there was pink stuff in it. It looked like gum so I said, Miranda, did you have gum today? Miranda responded, "well...I'm not sure." I said, "Miranda you have gum in your hair. Didn't you say you had gum on your playdate?" Miranda then said, "Oh yes." So I asked her how she got the gum in her hair and head. I asked her if there was gum in her bed...as if she fell asleep with it in her mouth. She said no. So as I was cutting the gum out of her hair, I again I asked her how this gum got in her hair. She said she didn't know. I told her that wasn't an ok answer and she had to think about how this happened. That is when she said, "Will I get in trouble if I tell you?" I told her no and she answered:
"Well...I'm not really sure, but I guess it could be from when I stuck that piece of gum behind my ear at Lily's house. I really wanted a snack, but I was chewing gum, so I put it there."
Around January 1st, the subject of nail biting came up. I think it did because elizabeth's nails were bleeding from being bit so much. She was actually in pain. I told her she had to stop. She agreed but didn't know how. Which I understand so very, very well.
I tried to think of the thing she would want more than anything and said, "Elizabeth I will take you on a shopping spree if you stop biting your nails for the entire month of January." Without even knowing what a shopping spree was, she had an idea this was a very, very good thing. We discussed what it meant and she was all over it.
And you know what, she is actually doing it. She had one day where she bit one nail on one hand but otherwise she is doing fantastic. Her nails look great and she is super proud.
She asked if she could mark the calendar with the day of the shopping spree. So we did. Then she asked if she could get a haircut that day too. I told her sure. And we would get our nails done together. She is super excited. And luckily for me, she wants to go to Thrift Town and Target for her shopping spree.
Since it took me 42 year to quit, I'm super impressed she is doing it.
So Miranda has it in her mind that she is going to catch a fairy. Some friend at school told her how to do it and so she got a little container, made a little fairy bed, put some fairy food in there and then puts it near her bed. Each morning she is surprised there is no fairy in there.
Today she asks me if I can call Sophie, who apparently caught three fairies, and ask her if Miranda can have one. I tell her that no, I'm not going to do that, but that she can ask her tomorrow at school. Then this conversation happens.
Me: Miranda, why do you think that the fairy will just stay in your container? Why can't she just fly out the way she flew in.
Miranda: Well, she comes at midnight, sees the bed, thinks it's cozy and falls asleep. Then I wake up in the morning and close up the lid.
Me: Oh.
Elizabeth: That won't work because fairies are nocturnal.
After school and enrichment classes and swim team practice, we all came home and I had the kids sit down to do their homework. We do homework on Wednesdays which is the day they get it so we don't have to think about it again. Parker's is spread out over the week, but usually he can do it all in about an hour. Even his extra math stuff. He's currently working on Area and Perimeter.
I heated up some mini bagel pizza things as a snack and when they came out of the oven there was a big discussion about how many each kid got. Parker quickly established that there were 9 and so each kid got 3 (I don't like mini bagel pizza things.)
So they started snacking and kept doing their homework. Elizabeth was struggling with adding by 10's when starting at 88 and started to melt down a bit. I kept her on track but Parker would get distracted and stare at what we were doing rather then doing his own stuff. I kept telling him "Worry about your own math..."
So then at one point, Miranda says, "Hey. Where is my third bagel bite?" noticing there were none left on the plate. I look at Parker who looks immediately guilty. I ask him how many he had and he starts a big long song and dance about how he started to ask Elizabeth if she was on two or three bagel bites, but that I interupted him and so it was all my fault that he ate the "extra" bagel bite. I totally dismissed his argument saying that it was Miranda's bagel bite and not Elizabeth's so if he had asked Elizabeth I would buy it, but since he didn't and Elizabeth quantity of bagel bites eaten had nothing to do with him eating four, he was just trying to make excuse and it was totally lame that he ate Miranda's bite. He wouldn't give up and was yelling at me through tears about how horrible I was for causing all this and how it wasn't fair and blah, blah, blah. Miranda is meanwhile crying about not having a third bagel bite. Then out of nowhere, Elizabeth burst into tears and says, "MOM! I ATE THE 4th BAGEL BITE! I DID! I DID! I'M SO SORRY!" So I have three kids crying at the table.
I apologize to Parker for yelling at him and blaming him for eating the bagel bite (even though he still didn't know if he had or not), I tell Elizabeth that was cruel to let Parker take the fall for so long, and I tell Miranda to shut the hell up and go get something else to eat.
After five more minutes it was all over and they were busy on their homework again.
Parker has been re-reading all the Diary of a Wimpy kid books. It's kinda sweet (since he just curls up with the book in the middle of the day) and kinda annoying (since they books are really for older kids and are teaching him all sorts of bad stuff....like sarcasm.)
He recently taught the girls this "joke" from one of the books:
"Doctor...I need a new butt. Mine has a crack in it!"
Which is actually pretty funny and made us all laugh a lot.
And...
"Dear Grandma...Thanks so much for the pair of pants that you sent me for Christmas. I'm a lucky did to get a pair of pants. All the other kids will be so jealous of my pants."
Speaking of books....here's a nice flash back to some reading videos....
Parker said yesterday: Mom, Luka said that all the water will freeze tomorrow. Is that true?
Me: What do you mean, All the water?
Parker: You know, the water like in the pool.
Me: Well, the pool is heated so even if other water freezes, that water would not.
Parker: Oh good. Because I was worried I would have to do swim practice in ice.
Not much going on around here since the cousins left.
The kids have had a couple playdates and they each did a sleepover on Friday night. Elizabeth and Miranda to Beck and Bauer's house. Parker to Owen S house. All had fun, but Elizabeth came home tired and hungry and not surprisingly cranky.
Otherwise, we've done some cleaning, organizing, sitting around, playing with christmas presents, Michael and I each saw a movie and we've preparing to go back to school tomorrow.
We also hung out at Sue's house on Thursday with Susan and her gang for a bit. Parker played with Annabelle for a few minutes which was sweet.
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