Another snow storm, another day without power, Gemma had to stay inside because she has a fever. I know it sounds like a drag, but those two kids are just too much fun. (The shoveling from the biggest storm of the year, however, was not as fun, so I was grateful for the entertainment).
Gemma put on a pink cape and rode around backwards on her inchworm calling herself "Pinkalicious superhero". She "saved" both Jud and myself several times.
Eleanor went shopping in the play kitchen. She made lists of items she was to purchase, rolled her shopping cart over to the bins, placed her items in the cart, and crossed them off her list. After each trip, the lists went in the trash and she started all over.
Jud warmed special soup he and Eleanor had made for Gemma because of her cold. They had included what Eleanor called "love onions". He was also able to do grilled cheese over the fire.
At nap time, Gemma asked me seriously "Where do dreams come from?" After a short discussion she decided she had lost some of her dreams, but might find them again when she fell asleep.
At bedtime, the whole family snuggled under the comforter on our bed while Jud read the story about Piglet and the heffalump. It was too cozy.
I must say, I do love snow days.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Gemma's Dreams
"Mama, where do dreams come from? I think I lost some of my dreams..." - Gemma at naptime
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Gemma turns 3!
She had a great time with her friends at a party she shared with her dad. Here she is in her birthday chair first thing in the morning with her birthday crown! She really enjoyed being the birthday princess for a day.
A trip with Jude to the NH children's museum
The girls also took a rest in the submarine after doing some fishing. We definitely will have to go again!
Monday, January 05, 2009
"I Saw You" by Elea
Eleanor's first poem (she says "When I grow up, I am going to be an author, as well as an illustrator")
timeis
ritad
itballs
around.
(pronounced:
time is
rite aid
it balls
around.)
timeis
ritad
itballs
around.
(pronounced:
time is
rite aid
it balls
around.)
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Merry Christmas!/Not that Song!
We tried to get a recording of a Christmas carol for you folks abroad. Both of the girls know quite a few. But as you can see, they could never agree on the song...
Thursday, December 18, 2008
The Old Times
Eleanor is doing a painting "from the old times."
"In 2002. There were Indians alive. And some Pilgrims. This is in New England. That's where the Patriots are from. But they weren't even born yet."
"In 2002. There were Indians alive. And some Pilgrims. This is in New England. That's where the Patriots are from. But they weren't even born yet."
Monday, November 03, 2008
Vote 4 Eleanor
When we got home from picking Eleanor up at the bus, they wanted to play outside. I had just seen a hunter go into the woods across the street from the bus stop, so I thought maybe we shouldn't be out playing in the yard right then -- and I told Eleanor that they might come onto our land because we hadn't put signs up saying they couldn't. Obviously, as soon as we went inside, El wanted to make "No Shooting" posters, so I got out the paper. At some moment when my back was turned, they changed from "No Shooting" into "Vote For Eleanor." I guess she's swept up in the moment... Gemma, however, is having none of it, even though her sister made her a poster, too.
Our house is now decorated with campaign posters. She made a few last-minute, get-out-the-vote calls as well. Poll results aren't always an indication, but 3 out of 3 people called have pledged their imaginary vote...
Our house is now decorated with campaign posters. She made a few last-minute, get-out-the-vote calls as well. Poll results aren't always an indication, but 3 out of 3 people called have pledged their imaginary vote...
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Leaps and Bounds
Gemma's language and thinking has developed so much over the past month that she still surprises me with what she says. Here are some conversations and sayings from Gemma yesterday...
In the morning, as I am making a fire, she pulls out one of the newspapers, sits down and opens it up, saying, "Hmmm. I wonder what there is to worry about today".
As we are in the car traveling down our dirt road, Gemma comments that "The road is very bumpy". She's so right. Several minutes later, I hear her from the backseat say, "This road is smooth. They must put smoothing cream on it".
We were walking into Eleanor's school and talking about "things" when Gemma out of the blue says, "Walking and Talking. That rhymes."
At the school sock hop, Gemma acted clingy and I thought she might be tired. The gym was crazy busy, but when I tried to get the girls to go, Gemma wanted to stay, "I want to dance to the music". When I finally convinced them to leave, Gemma noticed the music coming outside through an open door and said, "We can still listen to the music and dance". Then, in the car we had a near meltdown, with Gemma crying, "I want YMCA music RIGHT NOW!!!!"
Eleanor loves talking about words and sounds while we are riding around in the car. She was talking about the spelling of a street we had past when Gemma chimed in. "Eleanor, be quiet please. It's my turn to talk to momma. I spell the word like this B...R...W...Y."
I don't know if this translates to a blog, but coming from the mouth of a two and a half year old, it's constantly entertaining.
In the morning, as I am making a fire, she pulls out one of the newspapers, sits down and opens it up, saying, "Hmmm. I wonder what there is to worry about today".
As we are in the car traveling down our dirt road, Gemma comments that "The road is very bumpy". She's so right. Several minutes later, I hear her from the backseat say, "This road is smooth. They must put smoothing cream on it".
We were walking into Eleanor's school and talking about "things" when Gemma out of the blue says, "Walking and Talking. That rhymes."
At the school sock hop, Gemma acted clingy and I thought she might be tired. The gym was crazy busy, but when I tried to get the girls to go, Gemma wanted to stay, "I want to dance to the music". When I finally convinced them to leave, Gemma noticed the music coming outside through an open door and said, "We can still listen to the music and dance". Then, in the car we had a near meltdown, with Gemma crying, "I want YMCA music RIGHT NOW!!!!"
Eleanor loves talking about words and sounds while we are riding around in the car. She was talking about the spelling of a street we had past when Gemma chimed in. "Eleanor, be quiet please. It's my turn to talk to momma. I spell the word like this B...R...W...Y."
I don't know if this translates to a blog, but coming from the mouth of a two and a half year old, it's constantly entertaining.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Fall is football
I tried to get a shot of the girls and their dad watching football, but I could only get Jud to look away from the television. The girls love to wear dad's Pats tees, sneaking them out of the drawer and then giggling when they show up with them. Go Pats!
This fall, the girls choose gymnastics as their sport. Eleanor is on her own with the instructors, but they request parents stay with the younger ones. As you can see, chalking up for the bars is Gemma's favorite part of the lesson.
Gemma starts school
One thing she was very excited about was that she was going to school and Eleanor was going home! Here they visit with Ms. Stephanie, Eleanor's former teacher.
And then...Gemma is off to play on her own. And there is no looking back. Ms. Stephanie says she is holding her own despite being the youngest in the class. And she's so proud that she goes to school just like her big sis.
Too cute outfit
Fun at the Fair
Friday, September 05, 2008
Almost like Daddy's
As we are finishing our cereal with frozen blueberries, Gemma says, " My have a new special, special song. It's almost like daddy's" and she sings (with the correct melody structure) "Blueberry Time. It's Blueberry Time."
Thursday, September 04, 2008
While back at home...
And can you guess who wants to be riding the bus? We have to walk a half mile to the bus stop. On the way home, Gemma was bemoaning the fact that SHE doesn't get to ride a school bus. She is extremely talkative in Eleanor's absence. Perhaps filling up the space? She discussed her future on the way home. "Mama. Maybe my be in an airplane when my all grow up. My ride in Blue Angels! (they were flying over in prep for the air show) My ride in Blue Angels and then my come home and say 'Momma. I'm home'"
Goin Solo
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
First Day of School
If the first day is any indication, Eleanor will be having a great kindergarten year. She was totally comfortable with the many new faces, greeting the bus driver, principal, and teacher with enthusiasm. One parent got to ride along on the bus both to and from on the first day, which was fun, but I don't think she needed me.
Here she is talking to dad on the line in Oregon as she waits for the bus...
Friday, August 29, 2008
Gemmalemma
When I went to get Gemma out of her crib this morning, I was welcomed with "Momma, when I was a baby the doctor cut me out of your belly". Don't know where this came from, but guess it's true...
First Day Back to Work
It was only with great reluctance I dragged myself away from the family and back to work on Wednesday. When I came home, Jud and the girl surprised me with a new campsite set up in our yard! Complete with a new firepit and fire, tent, chairs, girls in pj's and boots- basically just add hot dogs to this party. And we were even able to get some sleep that night!
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