Gram to the rescue

Snow day.

By 9:30 am they had already plowed through a big, hot breakfast, playing with play-doh, coloring, reading, working on "metal art" and were complaining of being bored (although no one, obviously, was willing to get dressed!) 

As soon as Grammy heard they were home, she gathered them, virtually, around for a little pop-up book story time.  They even made a pop-up craft with her, over the webcam.

Hooray for Gram!  Hooray for technology that makes 600 miles feel not so far, afterall.

letter to Grammy

Dear Grandma,

Momma wants to know if I can come visit you until the weather gets nice.  The house has requested a reprieve from my messy shenanigans, and because of the cold weather, I can't go outside to play.  Mom thinks it has been so long since your house sheltered a three-year-old, it might be ready to be, once again, covered in play-doh, marker, cracker crumbs, and copious piles of puzzles and books (some of which have ripped pages).

Can't wait to see you!
Doobie-Doo

P. S. Mom also says that while I'm visiting, it would be great if you could help me figure out the whole potty training stuff.  So, stock up on potty treats (I like M&Ms) and carpet cleaner...I'm not too good at making it in the bowl just yet.

tooth tales

Although she is seven years and two months old, our Kate has yet to lose a tooth.  Nothing is even wiggly.  It is distressing to a 1st grader.  Last night, as I tucked her in, Kate shared with me her theory on this whole tooth dilemma:

Kate: Mom, when I move my mouth like this, it feels like my teeth are loose, but then when I stop, they really aren't.
Me: They must really love it in there.  They don't want to leave!
K: Yeah.  Maybe they will stay in until I'm 18.  Then, when my new teeth come in, they will be super strong, so I can bite down trees, like a beaver!
M: Hmmm.  I doubt it.  And, I don't think they will really stay in there until you are 18.
K: When did you lose your first tooth?
M: I think I was in 1st grade, like you.
K: So, maybe they will get loose soon.  But, they must not want to go.  They like their job in there.  They don't want to lose their job!  It is like the Great Depression in my mouth!  No one wants to lose their jobs!

Well...it is a theory.

investment

For a mere $2 I bought two days of entertainment.

 It was fun while it lasted.

 Now the stick-ups are all in the garbage and my window needs washing. But, the smiles were worth it.

Right?