Itch-a-mania

A note came home today from school. Turns out a kid in T's class has head lice. So far, I think we're ok. Problem is....

I CAN'T STOP ITCHING!!!!!!

Daisy Troop 275

Guess where we were this evening?

GIRL SCOUT ORIENTATION!!

Girl scouts are a bit different today than in my day. Now, the little ones can participate. They are called "Daisies". First meeting is Oct 11 at 6:15 p.m. We're very excited.

I see lots of cookies in our future!

Just one more?

Hmmm, I wonder if the kid could possibly add one more hair accessory to her tiny little head?

Glam on, T! Glam On!

I Hated It

Have I mentioned that I hate the barnes and noble book fair show? This year was just as bad as last year. The show is in the children's area, where there is a small stage. Problem is that there is no room for the parents. Everybody is crowded in, and you literally can't see anything. What's worse is nobody has any problem elbowing their way in front of you, and blocking your view. I didn't choose to enter the fray this year, and stayed toward the back of the room. Only good thing about it is that its over quickly, once it gets started.

All I could see was the top of T's head, as she played her toy guitar in her role of "the rhino".

I'll try and post a picture or two soon. Don't have high hopes. The only way I could take them was by standing on my tippy toes, holding the camera as high above my head as possible in the zoomed mode, and snapping. I think I was lucky and got a glimpse of T in the shot, between parents' heads.

The Show

Every year T's school has an event at barnes and noble. Each grade does a performance throughout the afternoon, and a proceeds of the sales go to the school, if you present a special coupon. The kindergarten performance is entitled, Giraffes Can't Dance. T is playing the role of "The Rhino Playing the Guitar". This will be a bit of an encore performance for T, as she played the guitar (electric barbie toy guitar), in the end of year preK show. So, I have high hopes. I just hope she doesn't suffer another wardrobe malfunction.

The dress code today is "wear a dress that you wear to church". Oy. While T has a number of suitable dresses, she doesn't wear them to church. I live in fear that I'm going to be busted on that one day soon. I figure its just a matter of time before T announces to the class and teacher, "But I don't have a church dress because we don't go to church". Aaaaaack!

So, I'm busy cementing my place in pergatory, by having the following conversations with T:

Me: Taylor, does anyone ask if you go to church?
T: No
Me: Well, if the subject ever comes up, you can answer Yes, because we always go to church on Easter. Right? Remember?
T: ignores me and continues watching TV.

I'm hoping this attempt at brain washing will avert religious disaster. Luckily, T's school is "catholic-lite", so even if she does let the family secrets slip, the consequences should not be as dire as in other schools. Just a bit embarassing. I figure I can get away with this for at least another year or two. Besides, the school will start dragging the poor child to church on a regular basis, so I figure that will be enough! Perhaps if I was dragged a few less times as a child, I'd be more willing to go now. ...but I digress.

So, stand by and I'll try and get some good pictures.

In Honor of Aunt Ceci

...guess who T is going to be for Halloween?

I was roaming Target at lunch, and came across this costume in the halloween section, which I immediately snatched up. There was just one in a size small.

T has been campaigning for a horendously expensive dress from Catching Fireflies. Its the Victorian Goth costume. Now, don't bet me wrong, I'm now above spending an outrageous amount of moola on a costume...if its cute. This one wasn't, and no amount of persuasion could get T to agree to the Carmen Miranda fruit on the head costume, nor the GoGo girl outfit. sigh.

Its started. T and I have different ideas of what is cute, and she's starting to assert herself more and more. So, I pulled a fait accompli, and just brought this one home. I think the head piece and the sequins won the day. Also the fact that its beige and in T's mind resembles a brides dress.

This costume is in honor of Aunt Ceci, b/c I happen to remember a certain halloween when she dressed up as Cleopatra. She was a bit oblivious, but you should have seen the guys falling over themselves to catch a glimpse of her, as we made our way (i think) to the bandshell. or was it a party? things are a bit fuzzy, and not just due to the passage of time!

Can't wait for halloween to come!

Good Weekend

Well, the weekend wasn't quite the bust that we had thought. Things were fairly calm over at my parents house, and I shipped T off to spend the day with Sophia and Nick. She was thrilled beyond belief. They swam in the pool, they played with water balloons, they played on the slip and slide, and generally had a WONDERFUL time.
Is it just me, or does it look like T has boobies in sophie's too-big bathing suit. Not just any boobies, either, but sagging boobies!!

Shades of what she'll look like at 75? Maybe!

We're home now, washing the pool out of our hair and getting ready for bed.

Hope you all had a great weekend.

T's First Test

T had her first test, ever, today in school. I was thrilled b/c she got 100% and a special note saying so from the teacher. Go T! She correctly read all of the "sight words" they have been learning. Frankly, she learned them last year and remembered them, so I'm not sure how much of a real "test" this test was.

Dot is traveling almost every week for the next few months. She's been spending lots of time in Bloomington Indiana and Twin Falls, Idaho of all places.

We go on duty this Saturday at around 5 pm, to relieve our aid, so there will won't be too much fun going on this weekend.

Blurry Photo Monday

If you have trolled around blogland for any small length of time, you have probably noticed that there are alot of really talented ladies out there, honing their skills with the camera. On certain days of the week, they post their fabulous photos. I don't participate b/c, well, my pics suck. Plus, I don't have a million dollar camera to assist my amatuerish attempts. So upon review of my most recent T pics, I decided "Blurry Photo Monday" was quite appropriate. Wonder if any othe moms will join my bandwagon?

As you can see, T has been fiercely practicing her hoola hoop, with great results. She's actually quite good! Capturing her little whirling dervish self on camera, however, is another thing.







Lastly, since we didn't do anything fun on this holiday and T was such a good girl when we were at grandma and grandpa's house 3 times this weekend (things there remain temporarily calm), the rainy day drove us out of the house to Target with its covered parking. T insisted on wearing her boots.

As usual, T had to pay homage to the barbie doll aisle. Though there are no new products, and she has stared at them all at least a hundred times before, once again, she had to go down the aisle, looking at and touching EACH. AND. EVERY. FRICKIN'. THING.

Target really should install seating in the toy department for the parents. If I can ever find a suggestion box, that would be mine. I was lucky, though, and found an empty spot on the bottom shelf, which was big enough to accomodate my large caboose. It wasn't so bad. I let T dream for 20 minutes, then called an end to it all.

Hope everyone had a great Labor Day, and that it was less soggy than ours.

Wannado City

We woke up bright and early and headed out to have some fun. Wound up having lunch at Cheesecake. But for Taylor's mom, it was more of a liquid lunch. I was mentally preparing for our first visit to Wannado City. Taylor was very excited about the concept of Wannado City, but no so much the reality. Lots of things the kid does without parents, and she balked. I think maybe if Sophia and Nick were with her, she would have participated more.

So, we ended up in the carnival part of the place, and T actually rode on some of the rides. Here, she is on the Merry-Go-Round.
T even asked to go on this airplane ride, which was a first. My girl is a big fat chicken when it comes to rides, and deemed rides such as this too scary in the past. She started out in the front of one of the planes, then at the last minute got out and joined this kid in the 2nd seat. By the end of the ride, she was issuing orders like a drill sargeant to the poor kid, and even reaching over him to grab the controls. Bit of a control freak, my kid.


Finally, we left and met Dot for dinner. A big shoe sale was going on, and T scored her first pair of boots. How could I resist? They were less than 20 bucks, and so stinkin cute I couldn't stand it. Reminded me of my black patent leather crinkle boots I had at about the same age.

I can hear old Nancy Sinatra now...

"Them boots are made for walkin' "