Pippi is the cutest little mama in the world. She plays dolls as if she were a real mom.
She rocks them, puts them in time out, sings to them, feeds them, and this night she made sure her doll said her prayers reverently!
I die over her make believe world.
Even though Navy spends her weeks and months bogging down to math, reading and Chinese…her true light shines when she gets to be creative.
Today, she spent some time making temples and castles with Dash, and he was in awe at her finished product every time.
It was a cute moment, until he got annoyed at her for something and then knocked it to the ground.
Navy — never stop creating. You shine when the sprockets in your brain are working to create. I wish I had what you have!
It’s a good thing that my upstairs window has a direct line of sight to Scout’s new hiding place.
Notice the brown bag hanging behind him.
It’s full of his Halloween candy, that got held hostage soon after this photo was taken.
Scout and Navy have broken out their Rollerblades lately, and Dash wants in on the action.
So his little creative mind came up with these DIY skates!
And after making a pair for himself and Pippi, they had loads of fun on them.
Pippi thought she was hot stuff matching Navy, and walking into Carruthy’s office as the “to be seen”.
She loved the attention of getting weighed and measured.
She really loved the attention of getting to wear the earphones.
And she even loved the raising her hand part.
She was loving all of the doctor’s good reports — she is above average in height, and at 26.5 pounds, she is not quite on the charts for weight — but developing great.
But when it came time for the nurse to come in — the feeling in the room dimmed. And Pippi’s face even went somber.
And then the speedy shots took place.
And then we hurried out for a sucker.
And as we went outside, and she looked at her prize while she held her boo boo, she told me “I don’t weally wike Dr. Cawoof anymore.”
Good thing she still likes her Nonnie, who cuddled up nice and tight to the girl who got shots.
Since Halloween, my kids have been dying to trade their loot with the neighbors. It finally happened tonight, in a huge ball of chaos. When I picked my kids up, I was totally bummed to see that my kids had traded every piece of chocolate they had.
Who the heck wants gummy ANYTHING!
When I got out of a looonnngg day, of three back-to-back teacher’s conferences, I was pretty bummed when my car wouldn’t start. One of the above weasels had left a light on. But the silver lining — after they all whined about being starving — was that they were all capable of walking to Jamba Juice, while I waited for Triple A.
And the one who wasn’t able to walk, just hung out with her mom, until she received her own Jamba Juice delivery.
Scout’s teacher wanted me to clarify “dabbing” to her.
I was confused until I read Scout’s essay that opened with, “On a sunny afternoon 9 years ago I was born dabbing on April 30, 2007 at Mission Hospital.”
I actually showed her the action of dabbing, and she said, “Oh, is that what I see him walk around and do all day!”
According to Navy, “Scout is the Bergeson tether-ball champion”.
I was amazed by two things –
First, that Scout is that good at tether ball. I had no idea.
Second, that it was Navy who told me, and not Scout.
When we are at the mall, Pippi thinks it is time to play hide and seek. Or more like — Pippi hides while I seek. This afternoon, I was looking for her everywhere. I called her name over and over. But when I finally said, “Say your name if you are Pippi”, I heard a faint….”Pippi”!
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