Friday, June 27, 2008
This week is the Lehi Round-Up. My home town's week-long community pride celebration. It's my favorite week of the year and I do intend to write about it . . . later. My brother Crazy-Uncle-Tony has been in town and related the following tale:
Crazy-Uncle-Tony and his daughter Abby went for a walk and Crazy-Uncle-Tony ran into a spider web. As he brushed the spider off he said "I hope that wasn't a radioactive spider, if it was I might turn into Spiderman."
Abby responded: "Yeah, Spider Old Man." Then she began to sing "Spider Old Man, Spider Old Man Does whatever a Spider Old Man can. Can he swing on a web? Probably. But he'd hurt his back . . ."
I'm so proud of my niece.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Things I want to remember about Brianna at this age:
2. The way she says "Get out of my chili!" when someone bothers her.
3. She loves babies. All of her dolls are named after babies she knows. (Emmy, Kate, Brionna . . .)
4. Her comfort items are her 'binki', her 'blue one blanklet', her right index finger and a strand of hair.
5. She likes me best. For now, I am her favorite person. (That will change, but I intend enjoy it while it lasts.)
6. The way she asks for 'chlocolate".
7. No matter where we are going, just like Grandma Kathleen, she wants to go too. "Wanna come, wanna come wish you."
8. She loves baths so much she has been know to climb into the tub fully clothed. Making 'bubble beards' is a favorite bath-time activity.
9. She can be trouble. If there is a mess, she is generally in the middle of it.
10. She can (and does) sleep anywhere. She has been know to fall asleep pretty much everywhere. The easy chair, the laundry room floor, the car, the kitchen counter. She has even been know to climb into her own crib and go to sleep when she is tired.
11. Crazy-Uncle-Tony calls her feral. I prefer to think of her as self-sufficient. Her favorite thing to do is eat off of her siblings' plates. As soon as they get up from the table, she gets a mischievous grin and a twinkle in her eye, climbs down from her chair, climbs into the recently unoccupied one, and eats whats left on the plate.
12. The nicknames she has for her siblings Own Kay-Kay, Crisis, On-Dune and Elbow.
13. The way she says "My Daddy home!" when he walks through he door. Whether he has been gone one minute or one week, she is delighted to see him.
Monday, June 16, 2008
Just before summer began, I was able to accompany three of my children on adventures with their classmates. I intended longer, more detailed (i.e. whiny) posts about each trip. But lucky for you, I want to get this posted. You will have to make due with the Reader's Digest version.
In late April, Ellie's preschool planned to end their farm animals unit with a trip to Thanksgiving point. The day started out cool but sunny. As soon as we got out of the car, the ever-present wind at the point of the mountain hit us with full force. As you can see, we were miserable. The children sought shelter under the blankets Miss Lisa brought for our picnic. My girls took shelter with 'Duncan's Mom'. She did her best to protect the children from the elements and ended up looking like Mother Ginger from the Nutcracker ballet.
Miss Lisa, being a sensible teacher, rescheduled the trip. (We went back the next week - April 28 - on a lovely day. and had a wonderful time. )
It was cold. Very cold. My charges and I huddled together as we learned about native animals and native people (I think that is what they talked about. My teeth were chattering so loud, it couldn't hear very well). The children ground corn, examined animal skins, assembled a tee pee and looked at various animals. The entire time we experienced 30 degree weather, wind, rain and snow. One of the girls in my group said "This day can't get any worse." She was wrong. It started yo hail. (Caious is catching it in his hands in the photo.) I found myself thinking about the pioneers who settled this state. It reminded me that one of my friends from Boston commented that had she been a pioneer, she would have been a headstone. With the nasty weather and limited shelter, I have a deep respect for those who survived and thrived in the harsh climate. When the trip was over, I was convinced I would never be warm again.
Even though the weather was miserable, I am glad I got to go with Caious and meet a few of his classmates. I had a great time seeing how much This Is The Place has changed since I was in elementary school.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Kaiti is quite an accomplished hostess.