This afternoon the girls got the choice of a freezie or ice cream sandwich for snack. Since Anna was apparently disappointed in the ice cream sandwiches, she opted for a freezie. We're still finishing up last year's freezies and the colour choices have been slim for a while now.
"A purple one!" Anna yelled gleefully, having dug to the bottom of the freezer. "I think that after the freezies have been in the freezer for a long time they turn purple!"
It should be noted that up until today, the only colours we had seen were blue and green. I can understand her surprise if not her logic!
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Best homework ever
Rachel had some catching up to do in her parasha book this past week. Each week they read the Torah portion for the week and then have several workbook pages to do. As she was working, she told me that she needed to get her siddur (prayer book) so she could double check the blessing for brit milah (covenant of circumcision).
I went over to see what she was working on and confirmed that she needed to write out the blessing. This was on a page where a picture was also required of her. "Rachel," I asked, "What do you think you're supposed to draw here?"
"I don't know," she said. "Wait! Maybe I should draw a picture of a person having a brit milah!"
We ran out of time for her to finish so she didn't get to the picture, but I had the hardest time not laughing. It reminded me of when we were reading a book that talked about various things including having a bris. Once we had explained it to Rachel, she asked in a concerned tone of voice if that was a one-time thing or if the boys had to keep having it done. Ouch.
I went over to see what she was working on and confirmed that she needed to write out the blessing. This was on a page where a picture was also required of her. "Rachel," I asked, "What do you think you're supposed to draw here?"
"I don't know," she said. "Wait! Maybe I should draw a picture of a person having a brit milah!"
We ran out of time for her to finish so she didn't get to the picture, but I had the hardest time not laughing. It reminded me of when we were reading a book that talked about various things including having a bris. Once we had explained it to Rachel, she asked in a concerned tone of voice if that was a one-time thing or if the boys had to keep having it done. Ouch.
Thursday, May 03, 2012
Anna has a dilemma
Snack time was going along smoothly. I was reading books to the kids while they ate their snacks. Then out of nowhere, Anna informed me that there was a problem.
"I don't know what to be when I grow up," she said in a worried tone of voice.
"You've got lots of time to figure it out," I assured her.
"But I want to be so many things. I want to be an elephant keeper and a baker. And I want to work in a toy store too."
She's clearly a deep thinker. The other day we let her sit in Rachel's booster seat for the ride home in Ben's car. Since Anna is 4 and 41-42 pounds, she can legally ride in a booster. We prefer to keep her harnessed but don't mind if she is in a booster once in awhile since she likes to emulate her big sister and stays properly seated.
About halfway home, she asked in a very serious voice, "Why is the ceiling higher on Rachel's side of the car?"
After Ben and I stopped laughing, we explained that the ceiling was the same height but that Anna's car seat sits higher up than Rachel's booster.
Anna has also taken to keeping a series of chapter books in her room. The Butterfly Meadow books, all eight of them, now stay on her bookshelf. She likes to "read" them at night. Never mind that she can't reliably read more than a few words, if those books aren't in her room at bedtime she gets quite upset.
"I don't know what to be when I grow up," she said in a worried tone of voice.
"You've got lots of time to figure it out," I assured her.
"But I want to be so many things. I want to be an elephant keeper and a baker. And I want to work in a toy store too."
She's clearly a deep thinker. The other day we let her sit in Rachel's booster seat for the ride home in Ben's car. Since Anna is 4 and 41-42 pounds, she can legally ride in a booster. We prefer to keep her harnessed but don't mind if she is in a booster once in awhile since she likes to emulate her big sister and stays properly seated.
About halfway home, she asked in a very serious voice, "Why is the ceiling higher on Rachel's side of the car?"
After Ben and I stopped laughing, we explained that the ceiling was the same height but that Anna's car seat sits higher up than Rachel's booster.
Anna has also taken to keeping a series of chapter books in her room. The Butterfly Meadow books, all eight of them, now stay on her bookshelf. She likes to "read" them at night. Never mind that she can't reliably read more than a few words, if those books aren't in her room at bedtime she gets quite upset.
Tuesday, May 01, 2012
I don't blog much.
I blog so little that I do wonder if anyone reads this anymore.
Half the time when I sit down to blog, I forget what I was intending to blog about before I even start. Take today for example. Here I sit, at the computer, but for the life of me I can't remember anything cute or funny that the kids have said or done recently.
Of course, it's possible that I don't remember anything right now because I got very little sleep last night. Every once in awhile Anna wakes up just as we're heading to bed for the night. "It's too dark in my room!" she protests. Or "I don't like it when my door is closed!" she wails. Last night it was too dark. Rather than try to convince her otherwise, I invited her to join me in our even darker bedroom. Ben went to bed in Anna's room where he enjoyed a full night of sleep.
I got to snuggle an adorable 4 year old. All night. I got to hear her cute little sleeping noises as she rammed into me. All night. I also got to hear my 8 year old head in and out of her room to the bathroom and then to my room. This was at 4 a.m. She did not fall back asleep. By 6:50, she was back yet again and I told her just to go get dressed. Anna was also wide awake. I suggested that she wake her father up.
I'm not quite sure how I will manage 4 hours of teaching this evening but I'll give it my best shot. And then I will go to sleep. All night.
Half the time when I sit down to blog, I forget what I was intending to blog about before I even start. Take today for example. Here I sit, at the computer, but for the life of me I can't remember anything cute or funny that the kids have said or done recently.
Of course, it's possible that I don't remember anything right now because I got very little sleep last night. Every once in awhile Anna wakes up just as we're heading to bed for the night. "It's too dark in my room!" she protests. Or "I don't like it when my door is closed!" she wails. Last night it was too dark. Rather than try to convince her otherwise, I invited her to join me in our even darker bedroom. Ben went to bed in Anna's room where he enjoyed a full night of sleep.
I got to snuggle an adorable 4 year old. All night. I got to hear her cute little sleeping noises as she rammed into me. All night. I also got to hear my 8 year old head in and out of her room to the bathroom and then to my room. This was at 4 a.m. She did not fall back asleep. By 6:50, she was back yet again and I told her just to go get dressed. Anna was also wide awake. I suggested that she wake her father up.
I'm not quite sure how I will manage 4 hours of teaching this evening but I'll give it my best shot. And then I will go to sleep. All night.
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