Daphne and I went on a looong bike ride the other day, down a bike path that winds behind the rec center and through some pretty areas of town.
She is still angry about the time I took her training wheels off, but with them on again she was comfortable enough to race.
The best part was the songs she made up as we went along:
I’m going super duper fast!
I’m going super duper fast!
I’m going super-duper super-duper super-duper FAAAAST!
Then she sang this one as she pulled ahead of me:
I’m destroying your liiiife!
And ruining your happineeeeeeesssss!
My girl! Trash talking in song.
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Daphne had her very first day of Kindergarten today. She was a wee bit excited.
She’s carrying a lunchbox (exciting!) shaped like Hello Kitty (double exciting!!) and has a backpack stuffed with school supplies (excitement overload!!!)
Of course, nothing stomps on a 5-year-old’s enthusiasm like being asked to wait in line.
Seriously, she had a great time. Her best neighborhood friend is in her class (not sure if that’s good or bad as they are hellions together) and we’re told that she turned off the “shy” routine as soon as she was out of visual range of her parents.
She told us afterward that it was “way better than my stupid preschool” but that her teacher “has a problem listening to me”. Holly tried to explain that the teacher has lots of other kids to pay attention to, but Daphne couldn’t really wrap her mind around that argument.
After school, Daphne and a friend were so excited that they decided they just had to throw a party. And a party should have lots of people, right? So how to get lots of people to come?
Advertise!
The text reads, “Daphne and Annika’s Party House for Fun!” Unfortunately the “Daphne” has been decorated and curlicued past all legibility, and the rest is written in mirror-text. But it’s the thought that counts, right?
Even if the thought (that a poster taped to a light pole in the suburbs at 7:45 P.M. would draw a crowd of children from an unspecified location, and that said children would be welcomed by the parents of the organizers) was somewhat half-baked.
They actually had the good sense to realize, not 30 seconds after they hung the poster, that it would have been more effective if it contained the house number. I chose this time to put my foot down and remind both girls that it was bedtime. And much whining did commence. But no more than we expected at the end of a day full of new.
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…waking up at 1:00 A.M. to retrieve a cotton ball that your child has inexplicably inserted in her nose.
Apparently she did this many hours ago and it took this long to become painful. Pulling it out was also painful in that she was screaming.
Actually this served to remind me how fortunate I am not to have to deal with her bodily fluids, waste products, etc. on a daily basis anymore. That was not so long ago!
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Hard to believe, but our little munchkin is turning 5 this week. No, not on Thursday. That’s just pizza day, is all.
I swear we didn’t teach her how to do this. She asked for help spelling Thursday, but that’s it. Holly remarked that if we actually did any kind of enrichment activity with her, she’d be taking over the world about now.
She’s joking; we take her to Kindermusik and zoos and museums, and an epic trip to the library on Sundays, and we’ve always read to her and so on. We send her to a good preschool. But mostly she just asks questions about everything, and then (here’s the tricky part) remembers the answers forever. Today she asked me why plants are green, and then she got all excited about clorophyll and asked a bunch of follow-up questions. She’ll bring it up again in a few weeks or months and I’ll be surprised, like I always am, that she held on to it.
Hey, kids are cool. The tantrums and the constant holes in her pants’ knees are totally worth it. :) I hope I don’t sound like I’m crowing about her intellectual achievements and neglecting the rest of the person. I like her just as much when she’s making poop jokes or harassing the cat or falling off her bike.
Still, though. Five years old! I can’t believe it.
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We just got back yesterday from a Disneyland trip with my folks. Daphne had an amazingly good time, as expected. Holly has put up some pictures from the trip, and I posted a few from the road by uploading to Flickr directly from my phone; these were then captured automatically by my tumblelog.
We were a little worried about Daphne going on “scary” rides like the haunted mansion, but in fact that didn’t phase her at all, and the only thing she found upsetting about Pirates of the Caribbean was the possibility of getting splashed (Daphne has a violent aversion to being dripped with water; we avoid feeding her after midnight just in case).
Anyway, it was great fun and quite nice to see my folks, as well as my brother Kip and his girlfriend Kylie, who came down from Sacramento.
We are all adjusting back to our normal sleep schedules, or at least trying to; as a father’s day present, I was allowed to sleep until 11 this morning. Seriously, is that an awesome present, or what?
Daphne made me a father’s day card (see below). She also spontaneously wrote “happy fathrs day” on a pad of paper.
She came and asked me what came after the “F” in “father”, but she did the rest herself. Four years and two months old, folks.
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Daphne decided to get a bit musical this evening:
daphnedoodle.mp3
In case you’re wondering what all the “doo-doot-doo-doo” business is about, that’s Daphne’s traditional accompaniment to her fave-song-of-the-moment, which she calls The Drum Song:
Camera Obscura: If Looks Could Kill.mp3
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Holly already blogged a photo from our hiking excursion this past weekend, but I have a different favorite:
A couple more are available on my flickr site.
(FYI, geeks: this is also an experiment in posting to my blog from flock.)
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