trace amounts of snow,
make snow angels.
It’s barely worth mentioning, but we got our first "snow" yesterday afternoon. Emma was waiting for it, and watching for it and reading about it. And apparently this was enough to warrant a few angels. It definitely warranted lots of skipping, footprint-making, skidding shoes and song. Yes, song. I don’t think I ever heard her playing quietly out there–some tune was always passing her lips.
The girls and I slipped out of town Friday morning to visit my mom–a two-hour trip west. Dan stayed home because of work, so Emma left this note for him on the fridge and stickers on his pillow. (which oddly ended up stuck to his forehead and hair this morning when we woke up.)
I know this sign doesn’t require translation for many of you out there–fellow mothers of backward-writing children. But for everyone else: "feed my fish. bye. I love you." If I wasn’t the one spelling all the words out for her, I might need a little translation myself. I love the way she just puts the words and letters on the page wherever there’s room. I’ll never get tired of that.
The trip home was nice. Quick, but nice. I loaded up with a bunch of these for the roadtrip. They saved me.
Emma finally connected with my mom this trip to get her birthday roller skates. So far she has graduated from a carpet skater to a carpet-hardwood floor skater. Not sure when she’ll make the transition to driveway. I might have to wrap her in bubbble wrap first before I let her head out the door.
We were gone for under 24 hours and yet I still feel like I’m recovering. I always feel the need to "reclaim" my house when I come back from a trip–laundry, clutter, vaccuuming. Who in the world gets my carpets so dirty while I’m away?
And thank you, thank you for your outpouring of encouragement and kind words about the two dolls. You guys are great. I was overwhelmed by your responses. You get a girl feeling all warm and fuzzy inside, you know?
I love the note. I had no problem reading it as my son writes the exact same way. So sweet how they just cram the letters in any where they will fit. You know the trick to reading it is putting the paper in front of a mirror! 🙂
I guess I shouldn’t complain about the snow here. Not much, but more than that! Bless her little Snow Angel Heart.
hahahaha…i LOVE the snow angel photo!! adorable. 🙂
hope you’re doing well, molly!
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Thank you so much for sharing the golden classics link. My children will LOVE this!And the dolls are sweet too. 🙂
I love that photo!
I love seeing kids’ notes. Adorable.
love the snow angel photo! looks like good fun.
The snow picture is hysterical. Very different than the snow filled winters you used to have I bet.
What a wonderful note… she’s a genius for being able to write backwards!
I love the note. My daughter writes backwards, too. I think this is because she is left-handed. She just turned five, I hope she will figure out how to do it correctly!
Nina
Backwards, forwards, upper case, lower case, vowels and consonants optional… It all works, eventually.
Great great photo. I love it!
ummm…the snow photo may be my favorite blog photograph EVER.
Ever.
xoxo
Is your backwards writer a leftie? My daughter’s kindy teacher tells me that lefties write backwards more frequently.
(The teacher, my daughter and THREE other kids in the class of 15 are lefties! I love this.)
Should have read the other comments first. If I had, I would have said
What Nina said!
That is so cute!! I am glad to see that there are other backwords writers out there too! 🙂
I love that note! too cute – and I love the image of you dictating the spelling to her 🙂
you know…Leonardo da Vinci used to write right to left… he was a pretty smart guy!