March 27, 2014
We got through half of Zoe’s homework folder before she had to go to bed. Late night due to a 5:30 p.m. soccer game. Later, as I was cleaning up dinner and cleaning off the kitchen counter, I found the stack of papers we hadn’t gone through. Math homework (she’s learning 3D shapes) and religion coloring pages and a worksheet on a story her class read together with a character named Abuela.
December 6, 2011
St. Nick stopped by last night for Zoe. I didn’t say anything to her when she woke up, as I wanted to see if she’d notice. We didn’t use her shoes, but opted for the stocking on the mantel.
August 6, 2011
Watching Little House on the Prairie with Zozer tonight. Laura runs out of the house to a small wooden structure.
Zoe: “Is she going to the owl house?”
Me: “Um, no, she’s going to the OUT house!”
June 1, 2011
I wonder what it’s like to spend the bulk of your day in a small room. Zoe still calls her cubby, a covey.
May 24, 2011
Another storm passed through here yesterday while I was at work, thankfully with no twisters, but lots of wind and rain. A warning call from my MIL let me know that I was most likely without power. The woman is in Chicago and I’m five minutes from home, yet she knows before I do.
April 21, 2011
I talked to M this morning. He and Zoe chatted about how excited she was today because (warning: double whammy ahead) it was Pajama Day and Babaloo Day. Pajama Day is, well, pretty self-explanatory. Babaloo is an entertainer who comes in once a year for an all-school assembly. He farts and throws toilet paper all around and blows bubbles and does other things that preschoolers find incredibly hilarious.
April 20, 2011
Zoe’s teachers have been telling us that she’s thisclose to reading, so we’ve been encouraging spelling and sounding out words and such. This week at her Scholastic Book Fair I picked up a kindergarten level 1 reader (Splat the Cat Sings Flat, if you must know). Last night, she carried it in and wanted to read. by herself. So we snuggled together on her bed and sounded out words together. I was reminded again just how tricky the English language is (we have lots of silent letters, and it seems like “i” is pronounced about a bazillion different ways). She continued reading this morning, doing quite well on her own, and wanted to tackle it again tonight. She is determined to read, and she seems to be really getting the hang of it.