iBeth

Marry me, Mommy. Love, your daughter

6yo Amelia just gave me a note that read, "Marry me, Mommy."  She explained that she knew I was already married to Daddy, and that she was too little to get married, but if she were bigger and if I weren't married she would want to marry me because she loved me very much. 

And I said that I loved her very much and that if I weren't already married and if she were old enough, I would definitely consider marrying her, except that mommies aren't allowed to marry their children. 

Amelia was dumbfounded.  "Why would anyone make a law like that?" she asked.

Tradition, I told her.

Amelia Draws Pinocchio

Daddy showed the girls a newly restored Pinocchio, and they are fans. Amelia was inspired to create her own drawings: Gimeny Cricet, Monstero, and "turning into a donkey."
 

Miss Von Trapp, Super Hero

Emma's 3rd grade teacher is a Superhero.  Yesterday, Kenny lost his football in the forest, and he was really sad.  He was crying.  Miss Von Trapp climbed over the fence, swam through the lake, and fought off wild beasts until she rescued his football!  Well, maybe she didn't do all those things, but the kids were so impressed that she might as well have.

Not only that, but for next week's holiday party, their class won't have pizza like all the other classes always have.  That's much too mundane.  Instead, they are going to have breakfast for lunch!  And Miss Von Trapp will cook it herself!  How cool is that?????

I privately told Miss Von Trapp that she clearly deserved her own comic book.  Later that evening, I discovered that Emma had already started to draw one.

Princess Fart

I've been saving lots of bloggable items and then not getting around to posting them.  Over the winter break, I'll try to catch up a little.

Here's a wonderful card that Amelia received from Aunt Marian for her birthday. Notice the pink, and the pretty glitter.  On the inside, the card says,

You're the Birthday Princess,
You're the Birthday Star,
Everything that's sweet and nice
is everything you are!

Hope your day
is a ROYAL treat!

And of course, Amelia *is* everything that's sweet and nice. 

On the back of the card is a charming little fill-in-the-blank story for the birthday girl to complete:

If I were a princess,
I'd live in a _____ and ride around in a ____!
I'd have a pet _____ and wear a _____!
It would be so __________ to be a princess!

Amelia really enjoyed that part of the card.  She wrote "FART" in every one of the blanks.

Moms of boys are always saying that boys are different.  But I'm not entirely convinced.

Santa On Vacation

Emma felt that Santa deserved a motivational picture along with his milk and cookies this year.

Amelia Hunts Bear

Are you going on a bear hunt?  Amelia made a map for you. 

Amelia's Backwards Math

Amelia's grandma, a former elementary school teacher, made a math worksheet for her to complete when they played school.  Four-year-old Amelia definitely understands how to count by twos, fives, and tens.  But she forms many of her numbers backwards.  Her dad and I wondered whether the habit is due to her youth or her left-handedness; a quick web search indicates that both factors play a role.

I'm not planning to make a big deal out of this, but I confess: it sure is cute!

Maybe, though, it is time for us to learn more about teaching a left-handed child to write. 

Superhero Adventures

Emma draws another installment in the saga of Super Ready, her alter ego:

More Happy Feet Inspiration

Not to be outdone by her sister Emma, Amelia also created a book about Happy Feet.

Happy Feet Inspiration

Every Friday night is movie night at our house.  The girls watched our new dvd of Happy Feet, and after a spate of enthusiastic dancing, Emma decided to create a commemorative book.

What's wrong with Happy Feet by Emma Young.

It started the way it always does: The song became love, and love became the egg.  Well, Memphis the Eggkeeper dropped the egg.  In the cold.

He was the last one to have his egg hachted.

Mumble couldn't sing.  Not one tiny bit. But he could really dance.  Especially with his feet.

Then he met some Spanish friends.  They taught him how to sing Spanish.

After Mumble learned how to sing, he showed everyone.

THE END.