One of my favorite games is "Nite nite." I force mom or dad to lay down on the floor. Then I cover them in blankets, get them a buddy to hold, rub their back, and make reassuring cooing sounds.
Last night both my sister and I were up too late and I played a modified version. Both my sister and I laid down in her bed and pretended to go to sleep.
One final question: Do we look like sisters? The cheeks, the smile, the squint of the eyes... mom thinks we look like sisters.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Birthday Parties
I had a wonderful time turning four years old. My birthday was Feb 28 and on that day I had a big birthday party with a bunch of my friends from school. We held it at little gym (one of my favorite places) and one of my favorite teachers ran the class. We got to do everything I wanted. We jumped on the air track, played with hula hoops, and played Red Rover. I was even able to go into the closet where they store all the good toys and pick out which piece of equipment we could play with next.
After playing, we ate cookie cake. This was my parents idea. I didn't really like the cookie cake but Miss K (my preschool teacher) told my dad that kids don't really like cupcakes. She said we like cookies and frosting but not cupcakes.
So, against my protests, my parents decided to get a huge cookie cake for my birthday. It was a huge hit! All my friends started chanting "cook-ee-cake, cook-ee-cake" as the adults debated the best way to cut and serve the odd thing.
Finally, I opened presents. That was also very exciting, but despite all the excitement, I worked very hard to remember all my thank-yous.
At the end I did a very good job thanking everyone again for coming and we all went home for a nap.
That night, grandma and grandpa took us out with my aunt and cousin for a birthday dinner. I didn't eat much, but I loved the presents I got then too.
On Monday, I brought frozen fruit pops into school. We were going to celebrate at school on the Friday before my birthday, but a big snow storm hit so we waited until Monday. The delay meant I could wear the beautiful blue wings, crown, and magic wand I received as presents.
Finally, we did one more small bowling party with a couple of family friends. That is when I got to eat the shark cake I started asking for back in July with my sister's birthday. My mom was very proud of this cake too.
It is fabulous being 4.
After playing, we ate cookie cake. This was my parents idea. I didn't really like the cookie cake but Miss K (my preschool teacher) told my dad that kids don't really like cupcakes. She said we like cookies and frosting but not cupcakes.
So, against my protests, my parents decided to get a huge cookie cake for my birthday. It was a huge hit! All my friends started chanting "cook-ee-cake, cook-ee-cake" as the adults debated the best way to cut and serve the odd thing.
Finally, I opened presents. That was also very exciting, but despite all the excitement, I worked very hard to remember all my thank-yous.
At the end I did a very good job thanking everyone again for coming and we all went home for a nap.
That night, grandma and grandpa took us out with my aunt and cousin for a birthday dinner. I didn't eat much, but I loved the presents I got then too.
On Monday, I brought frozen fruit pops into school. We were going to celebrate at school on the Friday before my birthday, but a big snow storm hit so we waited until Monday. The delay meant I could wear the beautiful blue wings, crown, and magic wand I received as presents.
Finally, we did one more small bowling party with a couple of family friends. That is when I got to eat the shark cake I started asking for back in July with my sister's birthday. My mom was very proud of this cake too.
It is fabulous being 4.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Dishes
I love doing dishes. Every day we come home from school and I wash my hands. After washing my hands I can spend up to 30 min washing and re-washing the same few breakfast dishes while mom and dad work on dinner.
That generally means I also have to change my shirt afterward, but since I love picking out and changing my clothes that is a win-win for me.
That generally means I also have to change my shirt afterward, but since I love picking out and changing my clothes that is a win-win for me.
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