Looks like the tooth fairy will be heading back to our house tonight, originally uploaded by heathcseattle.
Tooth #2 fell out at 2:15am this morning :-)
]]>We reiterated all of this same information at home as well. And the end result of all of this preparation was that Bobbin was pretty much ready and mostly excited. The only time she got nervous was at the end of the day when she was tired, but by the next morning she was always eager for the day she would begin Kindergarten.
Well, that day finally arrived today :-) Yesterday afternoon we finished decorating the large nametag that was included in the orientation packet, and that each Kindergartener would be required to wear on the bus as well as at school for the first 10 days of school. We then completed her very first "homework" project: Each child was instructed to fill a paper bag that was included in the orientation packet with 5 objects that represent something important about themselves. Bobbin chose the following
1) Her brand new "Zhu Zhu Pet" hamster, because "it is lovable and I love my pets and all animals"
2) A fossilized worm, because "It's really cool, AND my GRANDPA JERRY gave it to me"
3) A chunk of amethyst, because "I collect rocks, and I like the colour purple"
4) Her miniature replica of the Space Needle because "I love to go up the space needle and look down and see everything so small"
5) Two "Hello Kitty" zipper pulls, one with a green Peridot and the other with the 1st letter of her name emblazoned with pink crystals because "the green one is my birthstone and the other is the first letter of my name and I also like the colour Pink".
We then picked out her outfit for the morning and hung it up on her closet door knob. She chose a snack of goldfish crackers and apples to be packed in her new little Hello Kitty snack container (given that she doesn't get to use her snazzy new lunchbox, I figured the least we could do was get her a snazzy new snack box :-)), and then she went to bed, falling asleep almost instantly.
Easy peasy, right? Yeah. Not so much. At 3am Bobbin woke up having to go to the bathroom. At 3:30 she woke up because she needed her back rubbed. Finally at 4pm she came into our room and admitted that there was really nothing wrong at all, she just couldn't sleep because she was SO EXCITED. She climbed into our bed and proceeded to snuggle down and CHAT for another hour about how excited she was, and what time would the bus come, and could she eat breakfast now, and what if we called the bus driver to let her know that she was ready to go so she could get picked up early, and NOW could she eat breakfast? What about NOW? Well could she at least get dressed and then go back to sleep? Etc. etc. etc.
She finally fell asleep around 5ish and woke up again at 7:15. Tim and I slowly dragged our butts out of bed bed while she bounced around her room singing at the top of her lungs and getting dressed and ready for breakfast.
We got out to the bus stop right on time, and she hopped on so fast that I never even got to snap a picture of the major milestone she had just completed. She didn't even turn to wave!
Tim did get to school to meet the bus so he was able to get some pics of her getting off the bus. I got there just as they were lining up and getting ready to go in.
While she was happy to have us there as she was lining up, she also very clearly informed us that for her 2nd day of school we were NOT to follow the bus OR meet her at school.
When she arrived home, she bounded off the bus exclaiming in her loudest voice how much FUN the bus ride was and how COOL it was, and how AWESOME kindergarten is and how much she LOVES it. And as we went inside, she chatted about all the things she did, and her new friend that she wants to have a playdate with "right away", and about how she really wants to go to the store so she can look at "Sketchers" which are "Shoes, mom. I heard some kids talking about them on the bus and they're really cool". When we got inside she insisted upon getting her own snack,her own drink, unpacking her own backpack, putting away her own stuff... little miss independant in full throttle.
Tim and I are still reeling from the entire experience. And we realize that day 2 may be a complete different deal. And that's ok. But the first day couldn't have gone more smoothly and we're so excited for her and proud of her!
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Bobbin's been into Knock Knock jokes for some time now. On occasion she cracks a good one. Her timing on the "Interrupting Penguin" punchline is impeccable. Mostly though it's stuff like "Knock Knock", "Who's there?", "dog", "dog who", "the DOG needs to go potty! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA". But this afternoon in the car she hit a roll with a theme:
Bobbin: Knock Knock
Me: Who's there?
Bobbin: Radio.
Me: Radio who?
Bobbin: Radio Disney DOT COM !!!
Bobbin: Knock Knock
Me: Who's there?
Bobbin: Sprout.
Me: Sprout Who?
Bobbin: Head on over to SproutOnline DOT COM with a grownup to explore more with Sid the Science Kid!
I'm thinking a weekend in the country with no TV, no radio, no computer,and no cell phones is in order.
]]>1) Exploring - she's huge on exploring - takes her magifying glass out to the garden on a regular basis; enjoys capturing-and-releasing rolly-polly bugs in particular; is learning about butterflies and ants at school with a real butterfly environment (caterpillers spin coccoons, emerge as butterflies; class sets them free) and a miniature ant farm. She has a great magnifying glass already, but anything else relating to exploring will be a hit.
2) Expermiments - they do a tonne of observing and drawing in their science class and journals at school which she loves. She is naturally inquisitive (Tim has a solar power experiment kit that he's planning to do with her because she asked us how energy from the sun can be trapped to make electricity for the lights to go on).
3) Notebooks. She hordes 'em. She loves notebooks of any shape, size, and kind.
4) She's still heavily into art but she has a pretty diverse supply of materials and mediums already... with one exception. Her playdough supply is low (primarily thanks to an incident involving an overly-curious dog and a preschooler with a propensity to leave her stuff lying around on low tables) .
5) Reading. great stories with great illustrations.
6) Sports & outdoor - she loves being outside; no matter the weather.
7) We've managed to largely avoid commercialism-induced wish lists with the exception of one TV ad on the Sprout Channel for Pillow Pets. It's actually pretty funny, and a testiment to just how well targeted advertising to kids actuall works. A couple of weeks at the dinner table as we were talking about her birthday she informed us of the following, and I am NOT exaggerating or misquoting:
Bobbin: "Mom, for my birthday what I REALLY REALLY want is a Pillowpet".
Me: "A Pillow pet? What's that?"
Bobbin: "It's a pillow, that's a pet. It's a pillow pet. It folds closed into a fuzzy stuffed animal like a unicorn and you can open it up into a regular sized pillow. You can order them on the computer at pillowpet dot com and it's ONLY twenty dollars!"
Yes, that crap came out of my daughter's mouth verbatim. Amazing, is it not?! At any rate, that is the only branded request she's made which is something, I think.
Most of all though, Bobbin wants her BFFs there to play in the water with, and eat icecream cake, and generally have a big party.
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]]>I got a new Hair Dude, Daddy! Do you like it?
I know what "History" is Mommy. It's when you did something and it is already done. Like I when went to school yesterday. That's HISTORY.
"Public" means when you're walking around and you do something that's inappropriate. That's "In Public".
These links are also available from Bobbin's main Photo Album page.
Enjoy!
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Tooth #2 fell out at 2:15am this morning :-)
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And man, is it twirly!
Also, I've finally started publishing Bobbin's photo albums again. Here's the April 2010 Photo Album!
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]]>I told her his name when she inquired, after which she thought a moment and then asked, dead serious, "Mommy, I can I get the doll for him?"
And so now, at the top of Bobbin's birthday wishlist, is the item "Ozzy Osbourne Action Doll".
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Of watermelon juice, complete with a fake icecube that lights up and a
fancy umbrella
On Healthcare Reform:
Bobbin: Mommy, why some people don't have babies when they're married?
Me: Well, there are lots and lots of reasons. Some people might decide they don't want to have a baby right away because they need to save up their money so that they can find a home where there is space for a baby, or because they want to wait until they've had a chance to do other things that are important to them before they have a baby, or because they just decide they don't want to have a baby.
Bobbin: Or maybe they live out in the country, and they are poor, and if they had a baby they wouldn't be able to pay for going to the far away hospital or they'd have to have the baby at home and buy all of the doctor tools themselves to have the baby at home.
On Taking Care of Family
Bobbin: Mommy, Is GB living in a special home now because he's sick?
Me: Yes, sweetie. He needs to have people who know about his sickness and who can watch him and help him stay healthy and safe.
Bobbin: He needs a special place that feels like a home instead of a hospital, with a nice bed and pillows and curtains and pictures but that have doctors and nurses that are smart and can take care of him that can't be at his home.
Me: That's right
Bobbin: And he needs us to call him and visit him to make him feel better too. And to tell him stories. Like how Tommy attacked a raccoon. Would GB like that story?
Me: Yup, I think he would definitely like that story.
On Friendship
Bobbin: Mommy, why X doesn't let me help when she's sad? I want to help. I always want to help. Just like I want to help you wash windows and clean the floor. I like helping.
Me: Well, maybe X doesn't know how to accept your help. Maybe she's embarassed or shy. Or maybe she's just too hurt or sad to know that accepting your help would make her feel better.
Bobbin: She always does it. She's nice for the first minute we play and then for the hundred minutes after that she's mean.
Me: Are you sure? It seems like sometimes you have a lot more fun together than that.
Bobbin: Well maybe more than 1 minute. Maybe 2 minutes. But I get so frustrated. I try and try. And I always ask. And at some point, Mommy, I will not want to ask and walk away.
Me: Well, yes. I think it's fair to be frustrated if your help is always refused, or if you really are spending more time being mad at each other than having fun with each other. But the thing about friendships is
Bobbin: that you love each other even when you are frustrated.
Me: Well... yeah. That's it.
Bobbin: Well I guess I'll just keep trying. But I'll still be frustrated when she says no. And I'll explain to her that I don't like it when she does that, and that I might even need to walk away and do something else for a little while.
Me: And I think that's fine, and a good choice of words and tone.
On the Anatomy and Science of Seatbelts
Bobbin: Mommy, I know why seatbelts have this part (pulling on the shoulder strap that crosses her torso while she's sitting in the carseat)
Me: Why is that?
Bobbin: It's so you don't hurt your neck when you crash. Like when we were at Disneyland, and we were on the roller coaster, and the roller coaster had seatbelts that went across my lap but not over my shoulder, and when we stopped really fast my body would do this (she leans way forward in her seat) and then do this (she snaps back in her seat) and that made my neck hurt. That's not good for your body, you know. Or your neck.
Me: That's right. That's what they're for.
Bobbin: Mommy, I don't want to go on that roller coaster again.
Me: I don't blame you.
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