Squeaker and the Daddy person had a fine weekend, even if the Daddy person spent most of it grading or thinking about grading. Unfortunately the camera spent most of the weekend in my backpack. She and her Aunt Gidget spent most of the weekend dressed up as Disney princesses (Snow White and Rapunzel for those of you who are curious).
Have a good week!
Monday, May 16, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
Mother's Day
Squeaker and the Daddy person spent yesterday visiting our Mothers and in the process trekking around the state. Given some of her struggles recently the trip was a good one for her. These can pretty well be summed up by a conversation we had last week. Not the one about the paleontologist and soldier (but I will repeat that one later for those of you who haven't heard it).
Squeaker and I were riding in the car and without any preamble she ask "Will you get married again Daddy?" I answered successfully, with a question, "Would you like me to get married?" Her answer, and the crux of what has been bothering her much the few months was "Yes, that way I will have someone I can call Mommy." Our striking out on our own has disrupted her balance. Even though she's spent almost as much time with Brite as she did before the move thrown this absence into focus (not that I think it is every that far from her mind). As perceptive as she is, as organized as she is, and despite having a classmate with two Moms, she is having more trouble with the absence than she's had in a long time. Squeaker seems sure, with a child's perfect logic, that being able to call someone Mommy will fix the problem.
I think we are coming through it though. We had a wonderful afternoon at the Garden yesterday. We, which is to say she, picked out some flowers to last the summer. It was a colorful bouquet with purple, orange, teal, and at least two shades of pink. I claim credit only for the purple roses and the credit card. Squeaker still being four, one of the pink roses came home with us, too (technical difficulties - having started the video recorder in time to get seven minutes of pocket time mean that we will be all text this week). After we arranged the flowers, we spent a long time wandering the garden. She asked often about people and with the exception of an AAF Sargent, I was unable to provide her with much information.
On that note, Friday I was putting her in the car when she asked about the suit bag hanging in the back. I responded that it was for a funeral later. I told her that funeral was for a soldier who was killed in Afghanistan. Her response was "That's why I want to be a paleontologist and not a warrior. No one ever died from a little sand in their eyes."
It is hard not to smile at that and hard not to smile for her. Have a good week.
Squeaker and I were riding in the car and without any preamble she ask "Will you get married again Daddy?" I answered successfully, with a question, "Would you like me to get married?" Her answer, and the crux of what has been bothering her much the few months was "Yes, that way I will have someone I can call Mommy." Our striking out on our own has disrupted her balance. Even though she's spent almost as much time with Brite as she did before the move thrown this absence into focus (not that I think it is every that far from her mind). As perceptive as she is, as organized as she is, and despite having a classmate with two Moms, she is having more trouble with the absence than she's had in a long time. Squeaker seems sure, with a child's perfect logic, that being able to call someone Mommy will fix the problem.
I think we are coming through it though. We had a wonderful afternoon at the Garden yesterday. We, which is to say she, picked out some flowers to last the summer. It was a colorful bouquet with purple, orange, teal, and at least two shades of pink. I claim credit only for the purple roses and the credit card. Squeaker still being four, one of the pink roses came home with us, too (technical difficulties - having started the video recorder in time to get seven minutes of pocket time mean that we will be all text this week). After we arranged the flowers, we spent a long time wandering the garden. She asked often about people and with the exception of an AAF Sargent, I was unable to provide her with much information.
On that note, Friday I was putting her in the car when she asked about the suit bag hanging in the back. I responded that it was for a funeral later. I told her that funeral was for a soldier who was killed in Afghanistan. Her response was "That's why I want to be a paleontologist and not a warrior. No one ever died from a little sand in their eyes."
It is hard not to smile at that and hard not to smile for her. Have a good week.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Rough Week
Squeaker is having a bit of a rough week. She's fighting off a spring cold right now, so she's sleeping a fair bit, but Squeaker is also having a little trouble adjusting to the new situation.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Kids Club
The biggest toy in the Daddy person's room is his rowing machine. Squeaker always wants to play on it and as it turns out, they have a kids club for children under six. So this one goes out to Kimmy.
Have a good week!
Have a good week!
Monday, April 18, 2011
On the Road
Squeaker, shown here getting ready for face painted day at her school, is off in faraway Tennessee visiting family. The daddy person has done a little hiking this weekend and much unpacking of books and is looking forward to her return.
Monday, April 11, 2011
Coming Soon
I have a nice little video, but internet problems this morning prevented it from getting posted....
Monday, April 4, 2011
New Adventure
As you can see by these pictures, Squeaker and the Daddy person (not to mention Aunt Brite and the whole gang) have been busy! Not that we built the house, but the editors have been really busy trying to get everything ready for us to strike out on our own.
Aunt Brite had the idea last summer of letting her put stickers (removable) up in her room to make it hers. Believe it or not the stars, planets, and space craft were her idea...
Enjoy the week, sorry for the late post. We should be back on a normal schedule now. Maybe we'll even get back to what I have posted in my calendar (pancakes and posting on Saturday).
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