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Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Bloggers Block
I realize it's been nearly 3 months since my last blog. Unforgivable I know. I've had bloggers block. It's not that nothing interesting has happened, in fact it's been a great 3 months.
Christin had her Spring Sing at school which was very entertaining. She sings nonstop at home and yet during the spring sing she quickly became bored and distracted. I must say that it wasn't really her fault. First of all during her favorite song "Take me out of the Bathtub" they put up a giant bathtub, very cute but covered in bubbles that Christin couldn't resist touching. That was the only song with distracting props so she might have been fine except that they put her next to Angelina, a wonderfully sweet little girl with awesome curly hair that Christin simply cannot help but touch.
Christin has also started dance lessons. She loves them. She's pretty convinced that she is the best dancer in the world and spends more time watching herself in the mirror than watching the teacher. During "free dance" she spends the entire time saying, "look what I can do" and then distorting her body in some made up dance move. She fits in great though. All the other girls are wearing whatever they want while my child is forced to wear the correct thing: Black leatard, pink tights, black ballet shoes (I did let her pick black or pink), and hair pulled back off her face in a braid. She has yet to question this. I'm not sure why. Maybe because I pretty much let her wear whatever she wants the rest of the time as long as she can give me an explanation for why they match ie: one of the strips on the sweater is the same color as one of the polka-dots on the skirt. I can only pray that she will retain her amazing level of confidence in herself without becoming a snob. I'm sure she'll be fine though because her parents are fantastic.
In Lindsey news she is walking. It's been a lot of fun and not something we really tried to get her to do. One day she just started stringing steps together. At first she would get so proud of herself that she would knock herself over, but now she can take some steps, stop to clap for herself and smile at her adoring audience and then take some more steps. She is very pleased with herself and loves the attention it brings, (not that she's already seeking our approval as the attention starved second child or anything)
We continue to believe she just might be one of the friendliest people in the world. She went to her first 4th of July parade yesterday. Before the parade George and I ran in the 4 Mile race.
The girls helped man one of the streets and cheer for the runners. I hear she clapped the entire time. I didn't see her because by then my vision was blurry and had I stopped to say hi I might have never moved again. Later at the parade Lindsey waved and clapped for almost an hour and 1/2 until finally she just passed out in her stroller mid-wave.
It's been a busy summer so far. This coming week we are going to Haluwasa but then after that it should slow down. (Just nod politely, I know that never actually happens but I'm trying to convince myself!)
Christin had her Spring Sing at school which was very entertaining. She sings nonstop at home and yet during the spring sing she quickly became bored and distracted. I must say that it wasn't really her fault. First of all during her favorite song "Take me out of the Bathtub" they put up a giant bathtub, very cute but covered in bubbles that Christin couldn't resist touching. That was the only song with distracting props so she might have been fine except that they put her next to Angelina, a wonderfully sweet little girl with awesome curly hair that Christin simply cannot help but touch.
Christin has also started dance lessons. She loves them. She's pretty convinced that she is the best dancer in the world and spends more time watching herself in the mirror than watching the teacher. During "free dance" she spends the entire time saying, "look what I can do" and then distorting her body in some made up dance move. She fits in great though. All the other girls are wearing whatever they want while my child is forced to wear the correct thing: Black leatard, pink tights, black ballet shoes (I did let her pick black or pink), and hair pulled back off her face in a braid. She has yet to question this. I'm not sure why. Maybe because I pretty much let her wear whatever she wants the rest of the time as long as she can give me an explanation for why they match ie: one of the strips on the sweater is the same color as one of the polka-dots on the skirt. I can only pray that she will retain her amazing level of confidence in herself without becoming a snob. I'm sure she'll be fine though because her parents are fantastic.
In Lindsey news she is walking. It's been a lot of fun and not something we really tried to get her to do. One day she just started stringing steps together. At first she would get so proud of herself that she would knock herself over, but now she can take some steps, stop to clap for herself and smile at her adoring audience and then take some more steps. She is very pleased with herself and loves the attention it brings, (not that she's already seeking our approval as the attention starved second child or anything)
We continue to believe she just might be one of the friendliest people in the world. She went to her first 4th of July parade yesterday. Before the parade George and I ran in the 4 Mile race.
The girls helped man one of the streets and cheer for the runners. I hear she clapped the entire time. I didn't see her because by then my vision was blurry and had I stopped to say hi I might have never moved again. Later at the parade Lindsey waved and clapped for almost an hour and 1/2 until finally she just passed out in her stroller mid-wave.
It's been a busy summer so far. This coming week we are going to Haluwasa but then after that it should slow down. (Just nod politely, I know that never actually happens but I'm trying to convince myself!)
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