Archive for January, 2011

kids’ pics: trip to DC

We went downtown to the Air and Space Museum and the Botanical Gardens on MLK Day, since Conor and Mary both had the day off. Mary took a few pictures. I think she’s a budding photographer!

Wesley wasn’t really cooperating for this one:
Wesleymama

Tip of a rocket!

rocket

Space thing–I’m not sure exactly what this is.

…and one of Mama and Daddy. I asked her to take one for me since usually I can’t get pics of Conor and me together. She did a great job.

tooth fairy

Okay, so Mary has not lost any teeth, nor do any of her teeth seem loose, so we have not had to think about this whole Tooth Fairy business. She announced yesterday, though, that a kid in her class lost a tooth and that the Tooth Fairy came to visit.

As far as I can tell, she has no sense of the fact that the Tooth Fairy theoretically TAKES the tooth, or that the fairy leaves anything, but she told us all about her personal Tooth Fairy.

Apparently, this is Mary’s own special Tooth Fairy (does everyone get one? Who knows?).

Her name is Frobdit Tooth-girl.

To which I say, well, why not?

the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree…

…and all that.

Last night Mary was having a hard time sleeping, because she has a cough.

Twice–when Conor went in to say good night and when I got her up this morning (although not when I took her medicine in the middle of the night), she was asleep on the floor under the nightlight, book open in front of her.

I asked her just now, “Were you reading your book under the nightlight?”

She grinned and said, “Yes!”

I said, “You know, I used to do that when I was little and Grandma Cal used to tell me to stop.”

She said (scandalized)–“Why?!”

I said, “Because I needed to get my sleep, that’s why! But sometimes you need the book to get sleepy, huh?”

She said, “Reading is GOOD for your brain!”

I agreed. Then I said, “You do need to get to sleep at bedtime, though, too.”

She said, “That’s why I do it, to help my BRAIN! That’s why I’m so smart.” And then she settled in with her copy of “The One and Only Shrek” for naptime. Clearly, she has won this argument. (Also, clearly, I am not going to be able to make this argument, since I cannot go to sleep without a book to save my life.)

p.s. Can I just tell you how cool it is that she is learning to read? Just a little bit, so far, but she’s so close to the breakthrough. I can feel it.