Sophie may not love reading books like her sister, even though she reads perfectly well. She hates doing her spelling homework, just like Chloe at the same age. She may not love vegetables. And she may not love it when we ask her to clean her room.
No, Sophie didn’t make that pronouncement. Sophie is too classy for that. Chloe – yes my 12-year old, adolescent Chloe – did. She is kind of gross. And messy. And tonight, as she was eating dinner, she lifted her cup of milk in order to take a sip. She brought it up to her lips and somehow missed the cup’s intended target.
Sophie has been battling a bad cold for the last couple of days. She stayed home from school yesterday and missed a special showing of “Oz the Great and Powerful” in the city today. It’s a funny coincidence that the two times she’s been sick since school started in September have resulted in her missing outings to New York.
You’ll recall that Chloe’s 12th birthday present was going to be a Lady Gaga concert. We were supposed to go on Saturday and I even reserved a room at the cool Hotel Eventi in the city for the occasion.
Sophie and Papa went sledding earlier today. They had a great time, as evidenced by the video below.
Our first real snowstorm in more than two years. We awoke to almost a foot of the white stuff on the ground. Papa’s new snowblower, bought just before Hurricane Sandy struck in October, came in handy – up to a point.
According to Chloe, in order to be more American, we need to eat dinner while watching the Super Bowl next time. She paused the game earlier while we supped and now we’re suffering through the first quarter while the rest of the world is already watching the halftime show.
Chloe couldn’t decide what she wanted to do for her birthday. To have a party or not have a party? She wasn’t particularly stressed about her indecisiveness, surprisingly enough. That’s because her birthday present this year is one for the ages (at least for Chloe).
My big girl is 12 years old today. I’m still in shock. Where has the time gone?
Sophie spent the afternoon with her best friend (we’ll call her ‘E’) from pre-K. They became fast friends when they were 3-4 years old – E takes very good care of Sophie and has always been sensitive to Sophie’s moods. E is very energetic and very silly, and has a way of making Sophie burst out laughing with almost every word that comes out of her mouth.