Blackboard Wall (Two Week New House Update)
Yay! Chalkboard wall up and running!
There’s lots to learn about our current living situation in this photo as well:
a) entire kitchen still in boxes because I am scared there might be *more* black widows hiding in the cabinets. Actually out of all the cabinets and closets only Katya’s are done.
b) cardboard protecting our beautiful floor from scratches, somewhat
c) company mini fridge as damage done to fridge in move has still not been fully fixed
d) misc. fixtures, outlets and grate covers missing all over
e) actually, the in-law apartment and master bath are still gutted down to the subfloor and fixture-free
But we LOVE it here!
Filed under | Comment (1)Mildly creepy photos of my big girl
My big girl likes to wear her swimsuit all the time. Often the PFD swimmy vest too, at home. The other day she wore just a swimsuit and red sparkle shoes to the library. We have hit upon swimsuit under dress as the outfit that we both like the most for her to wear at the fair. It keeps her shoulders from burning and her underpants from showing. I just about fell over when I saw her in the above position at the Peking Acrobats this afternoon. Please note the bad case of Paul Frankitis, AKA Monkey Crotch.
Also…drumroll please…this is Katya’s 4th night in her own bed, in her own room! Last night she slept all the way until a reasonable time to get up without waking! I assumed she would wake up and come in our bed, but the one time I brought her in with us because it was too early to get up and too cold for me in her room she was angry. This morning she woke up, called me, and the first thing she told me was, “I don’t want to go in your bed.” Bill was really sad the first 2 nights. Look how he barricades her in so she doesn’t fall off the bed! (That’s a monster bean bag chair. Also, a hole in the wall. It will soon be fixed in a way that does not involve tape. But check out that gorgeous floor!)
Filed under | Comment (0)Bill’s childhood, according to Katya
“When you were a little boy Daddy you didn’t have a monkey swimsuit. So you borrowed my mermaid. My Ariel. And you went swimming in my Ariel swimsuit until it got wet. Then you had to go home to dry off.”
“When you were a little boy, I told you you would be a good daddy, because you play with me.”
“When you were a little boy, I didn’t know how to drive a car.”
Filed under | Comment (0)On why that boy sitting behind us at the fair looks sort of blank/bored/unhappy
“He thinks the bird puppets are coming. They are going to scare him. That’s why he’s making that face.” 
On Apricots (after looking at one but not tasting it)
“It tastes like a foot. A foot is a food that you should not eat.”
Filed under | Comment (0)Happy Moon Day!
Yesterday was the 41st anniversary of the moon landing. We met the Future Homeschoolers play group at Moon Park, just 8 minutes away from our new house! We listened to a story about Buzz Aldrin, drank Tang (just me), ate Moon Pies and astronaut ice cream, and used our little car potty on the moon (just Katya.) I love our life.
We also shared one of our favorite picture books, No Moon, No Milk, with the stragglers. One of the families has a space-obsessed little girl whose entire curriculum for next year is making a field guide to Earth for aliens.
Filed under | Comments (2)3 Short Conversations
A: Katya, Buffalo Grandma wants to know what you think of your new house. Do you like it?
K: No, polar bears.
A: You don’t like the house, but you do like polar bears?
K: No, I like my new house, AND I like polar bears.
A: Grandma Marilyn bought you that turtle before she died.
K: (looking at pictures on back of the package) I want Grandma Michelle to buy me the crab before she dies!
A: [short explanation of how some people die because they are very old, and some people die because they are very sick, and Grandma Michelle is neither so we expect to have her around for a long time.]
K: (sticking sticker on my shoulder) Now we both have stickers!
(poking inside of my nose)
A: Hey, are you picking my nose?
K: I’m just picking because I love you. I’m just turning your head.
Pod
B: Honey, do you have to go potty?
K: No, I have to go pod.
B: Did you say you have to go pod?
K: Yes.
B: Katya, what is pod?
K: Duck.