Claire had an exercise at school today that involved listing “what makes me excited about kindergarten, and what makes me nervous about kindergarten!” Claire illustrated each item with a little picture. Claire is excited that her classmate Lyla will be there and about doing homework. There it is for the record… excited about homework. She is nervous about making new friends and “because it will be tricky in kindergarten”. I have mentioned the early kindergarten start time to her, but it may not have hit her yet, or else she would have listed being nervous about getting to school every day by 7:40. At least I would have listed that one.
|You can’t read some of the faint print.
Basically one girl says, “Hey, can I play too?”
The others say, “Sure!” and “Yeah!”
Molly has been pretty good about entertaining herself lately while I make dinner. Tonight as I was chopping tomatoes, Molly waddled through the kitchen. She was wearing a winter hat that resembled a baker’s hat, and she was carrying a bag of uncooked pasta in her arms. She looked up at me without stopping, smiled, said “Hey”, and proceeded to wander around the corner with her pasta as if she were off to make her own dinner. I still don’t know where that pasta ended up.
I have been trying to avoid long posts, and I have found that posts about travel and holidays are nearly impossible to keep short. They can quickly get out of hand, resulting in long, rambling posts (and much lost sleep on my part). I was reminded of this just recently.
That said, it is worth noting that Molly took her first trip to Houston this weekend, to see my parents. Claire, of course, came along too. It was a busy and fun trip. We accidentally overcommitted on Saturday’s plans, which included two play dates, lunch out, and swimming. Molly’s favorite activity was probably sorting hair bands into a little plastic bag, which she did for at least an hour.
Molly also made her first trip to Corpus Christi recently, to see Kit’s parents. I managed to keep that post short too, which was especially easy since I did not actually go on that trip.
Molly loves listening to music. On the drive to school, I sometimes put on a few tunes from the Countdown Kids, as I did for Claire when she was a toddler. They do a nice crisp version of all the kids’ classics, everything from “Old MacDonald Had a Farm” to “Frere Jacques”. Molly is crazy about this music. Whenever a song ends, she says “more” repeatedly and quite emphatically, even signing “more” with her hands for emphasis. Molly’s very favorite song is “Six In a Bed”. She loves this one so much that she can get pretty mad and frustrated when this song is over, if it is not repeated pretty quickly.
Occasionally I like to listen to grown-up music to teach the kids about sharing and taking turns, and different styles of music. Plus sometimes I just want to hear a certain song. Today on the drive home, I had the urge to listen to “Love Reign O’er Me” by The Who. This is not a kid’s song by any stretch. In just over five minutes of play, this sad yet uplifting song from 1973 features some discordant instrumentation, some lively strings, some restrained singing, some impassioned yelling, a classic rock groove, and a wild crashing end. At the end of this odd song, Molly insisted on hearing it again. “More!” she said, adamantly. Wow. I wonder what she would think of Radiohead.