I'm getting tired of collecting C and E's various Christmas lists, so on Saturday we made a consolidated list to post on the closet door. Fortunately Conor had the foresight to make his double-wide. We also convinced him to use pen, not marker, on the second side so he'll have room for all the new things he finds in the next 3 months. His is pretty self-explanatory, but Ellie's may need translation: I want an American girl doll, a panther cheerleader outfit, some pajamas that matches my American girl doll. The American doll she has decided on is "Julie". Julie is from 1974, and I'm not too excited that there's an American girl doll from when I was alive, so I'm trying to convince her to switch. We'll see!
This car used to be Conor's, but Rowan is loving it. He likes to put things in the trunk, then walk behind it until he runs into something. Then, when he's stuck, he screams until someone helps him out.
I know I've said it before, but we really don't use the swingset all that much, as you can see.
Conor had football practice at frog park, so Ellie got to play, and ride her bike home!
Guess who tied her own shoes before school this morning? And yeah, I know that first grade is a little late for learning. When I was little I couldn't get velcro shoes until I learned to tie. I say, thank goodness for velcro.
Meet Conor and Ellie. Ellie got them for Christmas 2 or 3 years ago, I think. They haven't gotten much use until lately. Now they get to go outside almost everyday, and sometimes they even get to sleep in the garage!
Number 4 in your programs, number 1 in your hearts. The Blue Tornado lost today: 24-6. But no one had a meltdown, so that was good!
If you ask Conor he will tell you he "never gets to play outside." That's actually not true. In fact, they get to play outside almost everyday afterschool for several hours. On Wednesday, Grandma Wilson came to visit, and Conor played football with a neighbor. Even Rowan got to play outside that day!
Rowan had his 12 month appointment on Tuesday. He weighed 20 pounds, which is heavy enough to turn the carseat around. I had been saying I wasn't going to yet, because it reclines better facing the back, but between the three shots, the finger prick and the ear infection, I thought he could use some good news. He liked it, I think, because he talked the whole way home and pointed at all the new things he could see. The downside (for him) is that he can't see Conor anymore.You'll notice the ball he's holding onto tightly. We keep one in the stroller and one in the carseat. "Ball. Ball. Ball. Ball. Ball. Ball."
What a good Labor Day - beautiful weather and all the neighbor kids were home and could play!
