On the 6th Day of Christmas, patience paid off

See those 2 front teeth? Dorothy wants them gone. Lots of wiggling around here.

Christmas Eve Flashback

 

Santa brought a tablet

The Sunday Funnies

Dorothy was drawing trees in a forest, and each one was distinct and asymmetrical.  "Look at my out-of-shape trees," she said.

Dorothy kept asking to go to the playground, and I kept making other suggestions.  "Why do you keep dis-encouraging me from going to the playground?  Every time I say I want to go to the playground, you dis-encourage me."

We were on the third morning of Christmas vacation, and Dorothy came into my room where I was sleeping and woke me up:  "Mom, I want to go to open the Lego calendar, but I wanted to wake you up first, because once Daddy sees me, he won't let me come back here and wake you up."

If you mention that Dorothy's front tooth is getting looser, she'll break into a loud series of "Th...th...th..." to illustrate.

Dorothy watches Lego videos online and has learned the lingo.  Now she'll describe any character, including baby dolls, by their various joints:  "This Baby Born Surprise has five articulations:  her neck, and both arms and both legs."

Family Christmas Selfie

Merry Christmas to all!

Ready

Checkin' my stocks

Cookie decorating!

Thanks to U Daniel & A Valerie for the Advent gift!

Bass Pro Shop Through the Years*

 

*I can feel your judgment.  Bass Pro Shop offered appointments and a 5-minute adventure to take pictures with Santa behind plexiglass, and we went in early November!

The Sunday Funnies

Dorothy was drawing pictures of members of our family.  She described, "I drew Daddy's glasses.  I gave Daddy his swirly hair also."

Dorothy wanted to play Uno.  "Ok, but remember that it's a no-crying game," I said, "because crying spoils the fun."  "Ok," Dorothy replied, "I'm gonna try to win so I don't cry."

We watched The Christmas Chronicles, and the little girl climbs into Santa's bag.  She fits her whole body into the bag, travels through a swirling tunnel of gifts, and enters an Amazon-type warehouse of wrapped presents.  The scene carried on for two or three minutes, and Dorothy finally observed, "The bag is much bigger than it seemed."

The next day we watched The Christmas Chronicles 2, where an airline employee gets into the spirit of Christmas and breaks into song with Santa Claus.  In the next shot, her uniform has turned into a sparkly red and silver costume as she belts a number.  "Where did she get that dress?" I asked.  "Maybe Target," Dorothy replied with sincerity.

"Why do your teeth get pointy if you suck your thumb?" Dorothy asked.  "They don't," I said.  "Where did you hear that?"  "You told me!" Dorothy replied.  I thought about it, and told her, "I think I said that your teeth get pokey if you suck your thumb, but I meant that they will poke out because they'll move."  Dorothy paused and looked slightly worried, and then said, "Oh well, my friends that I told that to probably forgot by now, right?  I mean, that was at St. James."

Needs a little more tinsel

Care Bear goes to school for Polar Express Day

Weekend progress on the backyard

Dorothy took a picture of her "reindeer trap," a school assignment

Dorothy designed and (with a little help) made this Zoom ornament for her teacher

Jump rope at the lunch bus stop

The Sunday Funnies

Dorothy was hoping that a particular Lego design would be unveiled in her Lego calendar that day.  "You have a 1 in 16 chance," I told her.  "A 1 out of 16 chance," she corrected me.

I walked by Dorothy's room.  She looked up and said, "Mama, I'm actually cleaning-up!"

Dorothy was learning to jump rope.  She's much better now.  But on the first day, after rhyming "Cinderella dressed in yellow..." many times, she complained, "I always mess up at Cinde-!"

Dorothy is obsessed with Legos right now.  She likes to build the set according to the directions one time, but mostly she is interested in designing her own creations.  For this reason, she gets excited about useful unique pieces.  When she opened the 10th day of her Lego Advent calendar, I saw an adorable moveable elf station for decorating tiny cookies; Dorothy exclaimed, "Yay!  A hinge!"

Dorothy was excited when I picked her up from school because she had received coupons for free food at Wendy's.  We read the coupons, which included a frosty and French fries, and Dorothy asked, "Is the French fry coupon just for French fries, or for ketchup, too?"

Chelsea on Barbie Dreamhouse Adventures must have made a big stack of pancakes, because Dorothy wanted to make chocolate chip pancakes after watching the movie.  I served her pancakes, and she requested that I stack them up, and then that I add syrup, and then that I make the syrup dribble over the sides.  The next day, she requested again to make chocolate chip pancakes, and this time requested all the same presentation, plus a big pat of butter that she had apparently forgotten the day before.

I asked if Dorothy would like a quesadilla for dinner, and she said, "Yes, but only if Daddy makes it."  "You liked the one I made yesterday," I said.  "You gave it two thumbs up."  "Yes," Dorothy explained, "but that was with ketchup on it.  Daddy's is two thumbs up just by itself."

Dorothy's handprint on our new cement

Evening yoga

Pretzel views

Come see the amazing Pretzel Girl!

Stomp rockets this weekend

Watching the concrete pour

 

The Sunday Funnies

I told Dorothy, "I notice that you walked yourself into the school yesterday without a teacher.  Do you know your way to your classroom?"  Dorothy answered, "Not really.  The door keeps changing."  "The door keeps changing?" I repeated.  "Does your classroom change?"  "No," she said, "the door keeps changing into different holidays."

Dorothy asked what literate meant.  I told her, and she said, "Oh, I'm a literate."  "No, you're not -- you can read," I said.  "That's what I said," she responded.  "I'm a literate."

Cozy

Lego Advent calendar (aka Dorothy's reason to get up in the morning)

The Willa Funnies

Willa turned 6 yesterday, and she has been a part of our lives for over 2 years now.  I've been writing down the hilarious things she says and in her honor I present The Willa Funnies:

Willa asked me if she could get the ticky tacky.  I said, yes, and she went to the kitchen to get the taffy.

Our Disney+ trial had expired, and later Willa asked, "Why your Disney + exploded?"

Willa slipped on the playground equipment.  I checked on her and she told me, "My shoes weren't sticky enough."

Willa was listening to the podcast that Dorothy loves, Wow in the World.  The hosts are Guy and Mindy.  "Who do you like better, Guy or Mindy?" Brian asked Willa.  "Mindy, I think," Willa said.  "But I haven't seen her body."

With two kindergarteners playing together, you can imagine that I talk a lot about "fairness."  Last week Dorothy read the words on the t.v. screen out loud, and Willa offered, "It's sort of fair that Dorothy is reading, because I am getting my ears pierced."

Willa is very excited about getting her ears pierced.  She asked if dogs get their ears pierced, then followed-up with, "That was probably in the 90s."

"My eyes are burning," Willa said.  "Oh," I said, maybe because of allergies?"  "Maybe because I've not been blinking," she said.

Willa was playing pretend, and she told me she has a boyfriend.  "Does your boyfriend drive a fast car?" I asked.  "Yes, it has 27 wheels!" she answered.

Our extra bedroom is the guest room; so Willa referred to our extra table in the dining room as "the guest table."

Dorothy hosted Willa for a slumber party, and when we were all having fun, I said, "This is the best sleepover I've ever gone to."  "Don't you mean "The best sleepover I've ever stayed to?" Willa asked.

At the sleepover, Willa was having trouble sleeping, and I sat on the end of their bed.  "Can you stay here until I fall asleep?" Willa asked.  "I'll tell you when I'm asleep," she added.

I turned on The Star, an animated story of the birth of Jesus.  "The best Christmas movie ever!" I announced.  "It's not really a Christmas movie," Willa told me.

A dinosaur acting as stairs in a house (art class)