This morning, Emily was a bit too enthusiastic in brushing her teeth with her new singing toothbrush. She was so excited she jammed it into her upper gum.
When I picked her up at the end of school day, she informed me that it still hurt.
“Well, you probably bruised it”, I stated.
“Oh no! Does that mean I have to go see the TOOTHODONTIST?”
This week we’ve been serenade a couple of time by the Little Miss.
Earlier this week it was “Five Little Junkies Bumpin’ on the Bed”.
Tonight’s music was courtesy of the jingle on a TV Commercial. ”I’m Sixty And I Know It”. (We didn’t bother to correct the lyrics. ”Sixty” sounds better than “sexy” when it’s coming from a 5 year old.)
She’s five.
She can belch the alphabet and giggle all the way through it.
Last night she had her words mixed up and serenaded us in the car on the way home. She sang “Five Little Junkies Bumping On The Bed” (at the top of her lungs). She had no idea what she was saying but she finally got the words right on the last verse and sang “Five Little Monkeys Jumping On The Bed”.
She was bummed out last night because when we told her “We have an appointment tomorrow night to get our taxes done.” she really wanted to get them done right then. This is a consistent theme with our daughter. One year, she actually had a pretty major meltdown because there was a really big snow storm on the night we had scheduled and everything was closing early. Through sobs and tears that night she whimpered, “But I want to get my taxes done….”
Tonight Em was cuddling on her Daddy’s lap and leaned within 5 inches of his eyeballs and very matter-of-factly stated, “Wow! You look tired!” She then proceeded to point out the dark circles under his eyes and the fine lines on his face. Glad it was his lap she was sitting on. I have a lot more dark circles, lines, and my gray hair count is catching up with The Hubs.
This girl also has a very keen sense of smell. She stuck her nose almost IN her Daddy’s mouth and asked what the smell was on his breath. (Let me just say that someone’s nose that close to my mouth makes me very uncomfortable but apparently sniffing each other’s breath is something they do fairly often.) He told her it might be the smell of a drink he was drinking. ”No. It smells like food.” And then the investigation and inquisition began. I’m not sure if she ever closed the case or if she chalked it up to daddy being a lunatic.
Just another 24 hours of life in our family.
Created at 5:30pm one day. Melted away by 5:30pm the next.
One of the many joys of living in Ohio: You never know what the weather is going to do from one day to the next. Thankfully, I had informed our daughter early on that Snow Momma might not last very long. In true form, Snow Momma was gone in 24 hours and still looks like just a snow turd in our yard just 3 days later.
Tap, tap, tap… “Mommy, it’s light out, ya know?”
“Yeah, but I’m not done napping yet. I’ll get up soon.”
Ten minutes later, I manage to crawl out of bed after my Sunday nap. Man, I love those things! (Well, who am I kidding? I like any kind of nap! I’m really good at them! But I digress…)
When I find Em, she’s sitting on the couch with a new set of clothes on.
“Mom. You know I accidentally slept with my clothes on last night?”
I’m wracking my brain and specifically remember her picking out a pair of summerish pajamas that she wore last night. I’m sure of it.
“Em, you DO realize that this is still Sunday, riiiight?”
“Oh, no! I thought it was Monday and I was going to school today!”
Fast forward about about 20 minutes and we were back out in the snow.
This kid has been looking forward to building a snowman since our first dusting of snow. Around here, you never know when or if you’re going to get this kind of snow again so we had to take advantage of it.
Now remember, it feels like it’s been forever since I’ve made any sort of snowman. I always have this idea in my head that it’s going to be really fun and really easy (because everyone’s snowmen always look really good).
However, those dreams are hardly ever my case.
(I apologize for the bad lighting in the pictures… we didn’t get outside until about 4:30pm and we were losing daylight fast!)
Example #1: Frosty the Termite Mound
Example #2: Lumpy the Snowman
Almost done... Snow Momma
Em's very own Baby Snowman
I started to make my own baby snowman and determined pretty quickly that my gloves were VERY dirty. Can you tell?
My Baby Snowman and if you look really close you'll see the hubs in the window.
Now that Daddy was up from his nap, we begged him to help us find a carrot from the fridge for Snow Momma’s nose and then finished our creation!
Nose in place and a kiss goodnight!
Momma Snowman and her maker
And when the Snowmomma was finished, we took a final opportunity to sled once more in the backyard before it melts this week. The track was fast and fun!
…. as a follow-up, when we came inside we told Daddy how tough it was to make the snowman and how much work it really was. He didn’t seem to be buying it.
Later, I found out he thought THIS was the snowman that we had been working SO hard on…
...really? This took an hour to make?
It wasn’t until he went outside to pick up pizza for supper that he became acquainted with Snow Momma!
Ah, family life. Hehehe…
Soooo. What are your thoughts? Do you like to make snowmen? Do you roll them or have to sort of pat them together like we ended up having to do? Are there special tricks to making snowmen?
We had quite a bit of snow come down overnight and today was a great day for sledding. The sun was out, the snow was deep and there was no wind to speak of.
I hopped on the sled and made a few starter tracks and the rest is history…
Shortly before Christmas, Em got to have a sleepover at Aunt Shell and Aunt Laura’s house. She was surprised with a few early Christmas presents while there and got to work right away on them.
Aunt Shell presented us with this picture at Christmas. Em was unprompted and had written this on her own without copying it from anything.
There are some mornings when Em dresses herself and I just have to grin and shake my head. This was one of those days….
We’ve been long overdue for some eye exams in our family. When we did kindergarten screening this past spring, we received a referral to have Em’s eyes checked. They told us she was a borderline case and it wouldn’t hurt to have her checked out by our family’s eye doctor.
I was due for my exam as well so we turned it into a mother-daughter visit.
Em thought these glasses were the bomb! 
A depth perception check. (Which we later found out that she struggled with this exam… she couldn’t see the shapes that were “floating” in the pictures.)
Emily is still “borderline” as far as needing glasses, but we were told that at this point glasses aren’t necessary. In another year or two when text starts getting smaller in books at school, we may be ready to check into glasses. Em was a bit disappointed because I think she actually wanted glasses.
In due time, girl… in due time.
The following is just a recount of our recent trip (put together by my husband shortly after our trip) to Walt Disney World to help us remember all the details as time goes on. You may find some tips if you are planning a trip (especially at the end) but this is mostly for our memory! =)
(Copied from tomhypes.com and I added in a few tidbits and pictures! — jenni)
Timing
We planned our trip for the first full week of December which was GREAT timing! The crowds were low and the weather was great… The temperature was in the 60s and the 70s with only one short rain.
Sunday - The Surprise!
The moment finally came after church and our family was the last in the building. I set up our video camera in my office and we invited Emily in. The video reflects it all as Emily freaked out at the news and spent all her energy yelling and running in circles around inside the church and then outside in the parking lot.
After a quick lunch at O’Charleys, we drove down to the airport. I dropped mom and Emily off with the luggage and went to park the car. After a quick shuttle ride, we were reunited and headed through security. Emily was just as excited about flying as she was about the destination and she grabbed the window seat. Mom was in the middle and dad on the aisle…. the same both ways.
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| Killing some time in the airport while waiting for her first flight (that she remembers!) |
After landing in Orlando, we met our driver of the Towne car service we hired. He helped us grab our bags, get loaded, and started the drive to the cabins of the Fort Wilderness Campground. We really enjoyed Demetrious, our driver, and he had great advice. He also drove us back to our cabin after we checked in which was a great blessing.
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| We made it! |
Since it was late, we followed the recommendation of the front desk and headed for Trail’s End Restaurant for a great buffet. After a filling meal, it was back to the cabin to get some sleep before our adventures.
Special Note: Our key card for the cabin also served as our tickets to the parks and we set them up so that we could charge on them, which was very convenient. You just have to be somewhat aware of what you are charging so you don’t go overboard. We did our shopping on the room card and our food on the debit card. (We did not do the meal plan, which we did not regret for our case… we didn’t need snacks throughout the days or desserts with our meals.)
The front desk is also where Emily got her “1st Visit” badge which was great as it starts good conversations in the parks and gets you some surprises as the week goes on.
