Pre-ski shot. I bought those wooden training skiis for the kids when Chloe was a year old. First time use.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Skiing!
Pre-ski shot. I bought those wooden training skiis for the kids when Chloe was a year old. First time use.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
School Supplies
Today we had another of life’s rights of passage; albeit a small one in the grand schemes as rights of passages go, but still one accomplished. David and I under the roles of Grampa and Gigi took the boys shopping for their school supplies.
Two lists one for kindergarten and one for third grade; 10 folders some with brads some without, but 2 red, 2 green, 2 blue, 2 yellow; 40 #2 pencils; 2 large block erasers; six bottles of glue; sharp scissors; blunt scissors. I have to say I looked at all that glue and shuddered. And the lists went on 20 items deep.
Of course, there was the large negotiation of the backpacks. If Connor wanted a sling strap then nothing else would do for Collin even though this style consumed the five year old. I have to stop and give big credit to Connor for getting us and his brother through the most difficult of the buying decisions (thank goodness Elmer’s glue just comes in one style bottle) by showing Collin how one style would dwarf him over another. The lunch packs seemed to be a no-brainer as army camouflage was the only acceptable choice. I’ll let Shannon figure out how to keep them differentiated as this seemed to be where I reached my limit.
The clothes outfits came under the various headings of “no, you can’t”, “yes, but not in that size”, and “the school will not let you wear that”. After much looking the boys enthusiastically settled on “don’t you think a hoodie is a little warm for right now?”. We took an educated guess on the size of the boys come fall and if luck is on our side we will have a good fit.
The lady at check out was fantastic with a wonderful sense of humor and her own grandparent mentality ruling the register. I returned from the bathroom in record time to see David caught between the two baskets and our fantastic lady saying, “Didn’t I hear your Grampa say not to touch that?” The woman was now my kindred spirit. She reminded the boys to say “thank you” to us and showed me a survey coupon for Target worth 5000.00 if I won. She gets a well deserved cut of that action.
There were no tears, no fits, and no yellow folders without brads, but someone else can go after the folders. What we did leave with was a wonderful reminder of the times the girls went shopping for their supplies for the first day of school, and hoping that new and wonderful learning would accompany these new supplies.
We, also, left with a lesson of what it will look like with four young ones at Disney World this February. That will be a different right of passage. We’ll just let this one stand alone while we catch our breaths.
Love,
Gigi
Two lists one for kindergarten and one for third grade; 10 folders some with brads some without, but 2 red, 2 green, 2 blue, 2 yellow; 40 #2 pencils; 2 large block erasers; six bottles of glue; sharp scissors; blunt scissors. I have to say I looked at all that glue and shuddered. And the lists went on 20 items deep.
Of course, there was the large negotiation of the backpacks. If Connor wanted a sling strap then nothing else would do for Collin even though this style consumed the five year old. I have to stop and give big credit to Connor for getting us and his brother through the most difficult of the buying decisions (thank goodness Elmer’s glue just comes in one style bottle) by showing Collin how one style would dwarf him over another. The lunch packs seemed to be a no-brainer as army camouflage was the only acceptable choice. I’ll let Shannon figure out how to keep them differentiated as this seemed to be where I reached my limit.
The clothes outfits came under the various headings of “no, you can’t”, “yes, but not in that size”, and “the school will not let you wear that”. After much looking the boys enthusiastically settled on “don’t you think a hoodie is a little warm for right now?”. We took an educated guess on the size of the boys come fall and if luck is on our side we will have a good fit.
The lady at check out was fantastic with a wonderful sense of humor and her own grandparent mentality ruling the register. I returned from the bathroom in record time to see David caught between the two baskets and our fantastic lady saying, “Didn’t I hear your Grampa say not to touch that?” The woman was now my kindred spirit. She reminded the boys to say “thank you” to us and showed me a survey coupon for Target worth 5000.00 if I won. She gets a well deserved cut of that action.
There were no tears, no fits, and no yellow folders without brads, but someone else can go after the folders. What we did leave with was a wonderful reminder of the times the girls went shopping for their supplies for the first day of school, and hoping that new and wonderful learning would accompany these new supplies.
We, also, left with a lesson of what it will look like with four young ones at Disney World this February. That will be a different right of passage. We’ll just let this one stand alone while we catch our breaths.
Love,
Gigi
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