When I was done checking out the latest photos of Winifred Bee, it was clear Hazel wanted more. I set Angie‘s Flickr stream to play as a slideshow, plopped Hazel down in front of it, and she watched the whole thing three times through, laughing when her favorite photos came up. I think she’d already been watching for about five minutes when it occurred to me to grab the camera. Considering the attention span of a one-year-old, that’s pretty impressive. I wish these two could see each other more in real life!
Nora’s Delivery Service
Nora would like to bring you something. Do you need a Diet Coke? Do you need a comforting stuffed animal? WHAT DO YOU NEED???
Kindergarten Pickup
Now that Nora is in kindergarten, Hazel and I are just hanging out by ourselves for a large part of the day. Hazel absolutely misses Nora and knows when it’s time to pick her up–in fact she spends the whole ride to and from McGillis yelling and making crazy noises. She’s pretty relaxed in the car most of the time, so I thought you’d like to see the difference.
First day of kindergarten!
It’s the first day of kindergarten, and Nora is nervous AND excited. She’s most excited for naptime, and most nervous for lunchtime.
Hazel rides the giraffe
Who needs to walk when you can ride?
(Points deducted from mother’s score for off-camera shaky dismount)
Hazel hates her shirt.
Why? We can’t know.
The Teenager Room
Nora loves the “teenager room” at Grandma’am’s new library. Especially the chairs.
Score one for America
As preschool was wrapping up this spring, I started getting nervous about how to fill Nora’s time during the summer, and keep things fun but structured without making a lot of work for myself. I got some good advice from my mom, and with a little assistance from Pinterest and these two sites, I came up with a decorated jar full of tongue depressors, with an activity written on each one.
When Nora finishes her regular jobs, if we don’t have something else planned and she’s looking around for something fun or unusual to do, she can pick two sticks out of the jar and choose which one she wants to do. The rejected stick goes back in the jar. Today, the stick she picked was this one:
“Find 5 facts about the President.” Nora was pretty excited about doing some research and writing down what she found, so we went to the official Obama campaign website and started digging. I read facts out loud to her, and Nora picked her favorites and painstakingly wrote them down.
In case you can’t decipher Nora’s handwriting, here are the winners:
5 Facts About the President
- Barack Obama is the 44th President
- He was raised by his grandpa and grandma
- He has a dog named Bo
- He worked at Baskin Robbins
- He collects comic books
So, yup. Still the best kid.
More Applejack
An encore performance of Nora’s Applejack accent. This time she just needs more seeds.
Lunchboxes
Nora’s preschool this year was from 12:00 to 2:30, which effectively meant that (with driving time) it precluded lunch completely. They had snacktime at school, of course, but it was often mostly crackers and fruit, and Nora would come home super tired and grouchy, eating everything in sight until dinner time. I guess she could have had lunch at 11:00 am, but since she just finished up breakfast around ten (we are not a family of morning people) she wasn’t ready to eat again yet before school.
Anyway, with some inspiration from this incredible Flickr set, I decided to start making a lunchbox for Nora on every school day. The idea was that she could eat anything from the box that she wanted before school, or as snacks throughout the afternoon, but that way I had some way to make sure that all her snacks were adding up to a decent, somewhat nutritionally sound “lunch” meal.
In concept, this was a huge success. Nora loved opening the fridge every morning to find her box inside, and then opening the box to discover what new treats I’d packed. I think her favorite part was the notes I wrote her and stuck to the lids–she taped them all up on the back of her door, which was so heartbreakingly cute. Unfortunately, Nora didn’t actually like a lot of the foods I made for her. Since she can’t eat peanut butter (or any nuts), I tried to get fancy with muffins and biscuits with savory things baked inside, or cream cheese sandwiches and rollups. We even tried wraps with Sunbutter and honey, which she HATED. But as long as I stuck to simple, not mixed-together foods that I already knew she would eat, things went great. Score one for moms everywhere!