Friday, December 30, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Tis the Season
I've skipped so much posting that we are practically at Christmas! So, here are the broad strokes.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, it's all about the holidays.
We've had a girls day in New York - tea, the windows, the Plaza, the lights, you know...girls stuff.
We've been to The Nutcracker.
We've decorated perfectly awful cookies.
I got in the spirit by knitting this hat.
We've had pre-Christmas with our nephew who is now on solids and still totally adorable, despite my lousy pictures. Penelope gave him his first whirl in his new high chair, passed down to him from Penelope.
And, yesterday, Pippi got a letter in the mail from Santa which pretty much blew her away. She wrote back, of course.
Translation:
Dear Santa,
I just put a christmas present for my favorite friend in the house Mio (her robot dog) under the tree. I was wondering if Ben (a friend) was on the naughty list. I might have some cinnamon sticks for Rudolph and you. Love, Penelope PS - Are you fat? Do you have a beard? What do you look like?
Finally, this morning we visited the Princeton airport where Santa flew in for a quick visit.
I've left out celebrations at school and many more things. As far as P is concerned, the 4 advent calendars can't bring tomorrow quickly enough. It's 10PM and her head has just hit the pillow, after leaving the requisite cookies and milk. There will be lots more to post soon.
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.
After receiving the requisite 1st grad school picture (will reluctantly publish soon), all I wanted for Christmas was for Penelope to get a hair cut. Then, Penelope lost her upper tooth and boldly pronounced she was ready for a hair cut. I made an appointment instantly. And we now have a beautiful, bobbed, happy, toothless first grader. Hooray! None of the pictures here do the cut justice. It's adorable...of course, I am her mom.
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| Face Painting at FAO Schwarz |
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| Admiring themselves in the mirror. |
We've been to The Nutcracker.
We've decorated perfectly awful cookies.
I got in the spirit by knitting this hat.
We've had pre-Christmas with our nephew who is now on solids and still totally adorable, despite my lousy pictures. Penelope gave him his first whirl in his new high chair, passed down to him from Penelope.
And, yesterday, Pippi got a letter in the mail from Santa which pretty much blew her away. She wrote back, of course.
Translation:
Dear Santa,
I just put a christmas present for my favorite friend in the house Mio (her robot dog) under the tree. I was wondering if Ben (a friend) was on the naughty list. I might have some cinnamon sticks for Rudolph and you. Love, Penelope PS - Are you fat? Do you have a beard? What do you look like?
Finally, this morning we visited the Princeton airport where Santa flew in for a quick visit.
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| Waiting patiently on the tarmac with a friend. |
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| He made it! |
I've left out celebrations at school and many more things. As far as P is concerned, the 4 advent calendars can't bring tomorrow quickly enough. It's 10PM and her head has just hit the pillow, after leaving the requisite cookies and milk. There will be lots more to post soon.
Tuesday, December 06, 2011
Rio Medley
On a recent trip to Maine which, much to our lament, is now 8 hours away, we loaded up on things for Penelope to do. After the fact, Z thought we should have insisted that she only be allowed to watch the movie she brought once so that she would spend more time listening to books. Instead, she watched Rio FOUR TIMES IN A ROW!!
When I was a kid, I spent hours in my room singing and pretending to be on Broadway. Annie was a particular favorite. Lately there has been a lot of discussion about Penelope's interest, or lack of interest, in music since she is showing little interest in learning an instrument. Though I'm dying to have her take up the cello, I try to keep my biases to myself and haven't pushed too much on the instrument front.
I was pleased, though, to find that the Rio over-exposure did not kill all of Penelope's brain cells. In fact, they were hard at work on that long car trip. And, we do share, at least, a love of singing. Though the end of this video is a bit blurry, perhaps Penelope (unlike me) shows a flare for the drama too. You go girl!
When I was a kid, I spent hours in my room singing and pretending to be on Broadway. Annie was a particular favorite. Lately there has been a lot of discussion about Penelope's interest, or lack of interest, in music since she is showing little interest in learning an instrument. Though I'm dying to have her take up the cello, I try to keep my biases to myself and haven't pushed too much on the instrument front.
I was pleased, though, to find that the Rio over-exposure did not kill all of Penelope's brain cells. In fact, they were hard at work on that long car trip. And, we do share, at least, a love of singing. Though the end of this video is a bit blurry, perhaps Penelope (unlike me) shows a flare for the drama too. You go girl!
Monday, December 05, 2011
Sunday, December 04, 2011
House Tour
Belated Happy Thanksgiving. We missed posting about that but there are many pictures here, if you're interested... The star of the weekend was Hoyt.
Penelope has returned to making movies. Her last was a tour of our apartment in New Haven. And, now she's here to show you our current house. I can't say that her cinematic skills have improved much but her commentary still cracks me up. This was taken the day Zach finished the marathon.
We have moved seamlessly to December and all the month has to offer. We have four advent calendars that are beckoning Penelope out of bed every morning. Thinking about Santa and the Tooth Fairy (the top two teeth are really wiggly).
Penelope has returned to making movies. Her last was a tour of our apartment in New Haven. And, now she's here to show you our current house. I can't say that her cinematic skills have improved much but her commentary still cracks me up. This was taken the day Zach finished the marathon.
We have moved seamlessly to December and all the month has to offer. We have four advent calendars that are beckoning Penelope out of bed every morning. Thinking about Santa and the Tooth Fairy (the top two teeth are really wiggly).
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