Yup, that pretty much summarizes it….
The kids had a play date this morning, where our friend told us that his daughter has been setting up a stand in front of their house for selling art to passersby.
She did a brisk business drafting personalized cards for mother’s day and this morning was working on some storybooks. This was a lot of fun for Gloria, who never tires of reading and writing.
Here’s the result, a short story about a kitten that makes a friend:
Wednesday evening was a Vocal Concert at Gloria and Micah’s elementary school. Each class sang a few songs conducted by the music teacher. Following the concert we had the opportunity to view “The Art of Anime.”
Each year the students create self-portraits according to a theme. This year the students requested that the portraits be “anime-inspired” (last year’s theme was Picasso). In preparation for the evening they made “galleries” for each class in different sections of the building. It was a fun Art Walk with an associated scavenger hunt, where we had to find Totoro amidst each gallery.
Of course my personal highlight was finding Gloria and Micah’s self portraits during my walk. Here they are:
Over winter break, Gloria stumbled across This is Halloween from The Nightmare Before Christmas. While she liked the song, as she listened to it more it started really affecting her behavior. Gloria was obsessing about monsters being under her bed (something that I don’t remember her ever worrying about before). She even woke Lauren up at 4am to ask what she should do if a monster was in her room, and Gloria was hesitant to go back to bed.
In discussing with her it seemed these two phrases really dug their claws into her imagination:
I am the one hiding under your bed
Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red
I am the one hiding under your stairs
Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair
Gloria was getting more frightened and obsessed about monsters until what seems to have been an inflection point on Sunday. That evening, just as I was getting ready to tuck Gloria in for the night, she lay on the floor earnestly drawing a picture. Upon completion she gave it a good look, and it seemed like she was going to put it under her bed. Then she handed it to me, asked for it back, folded it up, and gave it to me with instructions to “put it in my closet.” When I asked what it was, Gloria informed me it was a “monster attractor.” I guess the theory is that by putting this attractor in the closet and closing the door any monsters would go to the closet and not under her bed.
Here we are a week later and it seems that Boo-boo Boy and his friends are serving their purpose. I haven’t heard any concerns about monsters under Gloria’s bed or anywhere else!
Ezra got Rocket Town for his birthday, but then it got buried in the back of our bookshelf for months. Recently the kids rediscovered it and it quickly became a favorite for both boys when they are upstairs.
Generally they read it to each other on the potty, but this morning after breakfast they set up a “bus” in the kitchen for reading time. I managed to catch them on video in a short clip that does a good job summarizing their sibling interactions at this age. For those unfamiliar with the book, the rocket Ezra is pointing to midway through is the shark rocket (his favorite).
Ezra likes to rummage through my backpack in search of interesting things. The other day he was rummaging and he found a granola bar.
EZRA: What is this, mommy?
LAUREN: It’s emergency food.
EZRA: I know! We should give it to a fireman!
This week in preparation for Sukkot, Ezra did a bunch of arts and crafts at school that he introduced to us this morning. First was a sukkah. He proudly told me “Daddy, this is my sukkah!”
Then he paused a moment, and said “Open the door….and you see….Ezra!”
In addition to his sukkah, Ezra made a lulav with glitter paint and leaves. It was delightful watching him shake his lulav around the kitchen and explain to us what he had learned.
It’s been almost seven years since we sat Gloria down for an infant passport photo session. We’ve been much less on the ball to get Micah and Ezra their first passports, but on the plus side it was easy to get quality photos of the kids. Even for sometimes squirmy Ezzy did great, and we had a blast doing line-ups in front of the white kitchen door.
The subsequent appointment to drop off our applications required a bit more patience, but we are now in possession of a full set of passport books and ready for Grandma Judy’s birthday cruise next summer. Look at those punims!