Remember to Smile

No, I didn't tell her to smile for the camera this time. I don't think she'd have heard me anyway.




Instead, I offer that as advice for our readers, many whom will probably find that hard to do this weekend.

Flower Girl

Just as we, the editors of squeakerpants.com, would prefer that Squeaker still refers to herself as a flowerpot (we feel the same way about her love of pwimming).

Summer is still treating us well. She's finished her first round of swimming lessons and the change is amazing. At the start of her lessons she was nervous about leaving the stairs without wearing her floaty or being held. By the end of her lessons, she was enjoying diving to the bottom to pull the Daddy person's goggles off his head. She does still get a little nervous jumping into the water. We will try and get some footage of her external-internal monologue before jumping into the water. Watching her overcome her nervousness is priceless.

Back to the pool everyone!

Ooops!

Let me see...
The first and second days of summer school are behind me.
House is getting unpacked.
It seems like I have forgotten something...

SQUEAKERS BLOG!



Squeaker's swimming lessons are going very well, although I don't have any 25 meter times for you yet. Swimming lessons are more accurately described as "getting comfortable in and under the water lessons at her age". She marveled that the Daddy person had swum straight through one of her lessons without quite being interested in the same thing herself. Squeaker does love going under water and riding on my back while swimming around the pool. I suppose it is hard to argue with that.

Have a good week!

Brite, This Dining Room is Very Familiar...

.. except for the walls.





Squeaker and her fan club have finished their relocation. We did in fact miss last week's post, but fear not our hiatus is over and we have resumed our regular Saturday morning schedule. As most of our regular readers realize, these Saturday morning posts conveniently come out most Mondays.

Squeaker is adjusting well to her new house. We eased the transition with a new, big-girl bed, and movable, removable stickers so she could personalize her room. It doesn't help that we have a pool and a playground in our neighborhood. The amenities haven't stopped her from occasionally wanting go back to our old house and spend time with her friends.

This weekend, she attended her first baseball game. It was hot (of course) and after she'd had her ballpark frank she was ready to go home. Unfortunately the first inning wasn't over yet the first time she made that request. Ultimately a snow cone and the promise of a post game fireworks display cooled her off and gave her something to look forward to after the game. Despite our root-root-rooting for the home team, they lost in extra innings. Squeaker seemed to think the fireworks were worth the wait, but she hasn't asked to go back to a game yet. I think it might be worth taking her to a minor league game so she can see better see the action.

We rounded out our first weekend at our new home, away from home, seeing old friends from near and far away. Long-time readers will remember that a couple of her stuffed animals were named after friends. She got to hang out with them again this weekend and had a blast. Since we returned home, she's been complaining about some of the choices made by the USMC Office of Personnel Management.

That's all the news that's fit to print. Squeaker starts swimming lessons tomorrow. Stay tuned for her 25 meter times.

Packing Time

Squeaker has been doing a good job of getting her things packed up for the big move. We think maybe she figures if we take all her stuff along, we'll be sure not to forget her too. She was getting into the mood here by seeing how many of her animals she could stack on top of each other. The result - nine at one time.

Back to the boxes!

Final Exercises

Having been primed by our road trip a few weeks ago, Squeaker had her own graduation last week.



We hope you enjoy some highlights of the show. Squeaker watched it over the weekend with her grandparents and she enjoyed going through all choreography again with the video. Enjoy!

Playlist Evolved

Squeaker's involvement with our playlist has grown since i mentioned it back in March. Although I have made a couple of additions (more school songs), most of the action has centered around the fifth song, Old Dominion. If you haven't heard it (or maybe even if you have) you can watch the it here at Eddie From Ohio's website. On a related note, I would like to publicly ask EFO to come play another early evening, outdoor concert somewhere in the Old Dominion this summer.

I started the evolution by pointing out to her that the "just southeast of Heaven" line is an allusion to the geographically challenge John Denver song, "Country Roads". While I am pretty sure Squeaker was listening to the words before that conversation, she started asking questions about the song after it, and will sing a nice rendition of the chorus for you too. Squeaker never likes to miss "Fight For Old DC" and makes me rewind if she misses it (she also frequently requests the VMI fight song, though that's cause she knows I'll sing it for her at least once a car trip).

Editor's Note: I was about to suggest that it's good for her sake that I am not a Cubs fan (for her sake), but by building up VMI sports, I suppose I am going one worse (the Cubs at least win during the regular season), never mind the 'Skins and the Nats.

Those questions lead eventually to Patsy Cline. The Daddy person is certain that Squeaker will be the only Patsy Cline fan in her preschool class. So, Old Dominion is followed (at her behest) in the playlist by: Walkin' After Midnight, I Fall to Pieces, Crazy, Back in Baby's Arms, and Sweet Dreams (of You). In case you're wondering about her choices, go back to the link and listen to the song again.

Have a good week your friends here in the Old Dominion.