After waking up with the roosters this morning, we arrived in Austin. Sophie’s first words to her uncle were, “Aren’t you glad I’m here to annoy you?”
Needless to say, Sophie, when she wasn’t passed out from exhaustion after waking up with the roosters, was more than happy to annoy her uncle. Her dog-cousin, Lucy, loves her. The feeling is mutual. On tap for tomorrow: rain, a movie and Torchy’s tacos.
Sophie and I arrive in Texas tomorrow morning. Yee-haw! Texas hasn’t seen the likes of 6-year old Sophie.
Sophie can’t wait. And I can’t wait for my special trip with Sophie. This is the first time we’re traveling together, just the two of us. Sophie’s excited to spend time with her uncle and aunt, and her dog-cousin, Lucy.
But I think she’s even more excited to be missing a day of school tomorrow. Sorry, Uncle James and Aunt Romy.
I’m looking forward to checking out the new food trucks in Austin and just spending some quality time with my brother and sister-in-law. See you tomorrow!
Chocolates and cards. That’s what we gave each other this morning. Sophie made us all an adorable card in school today, featuring a drawing of her and Chloe exchanging Valentine’s Day missives. It goes without saying that Sophie definitely wins the prize for the most effort put into this year’s Hallmark holiday.
Finally. We’d been waiting a couple of weeks for this tooth to fall out. It was stubborn. Extremely stubborn. It hung by a thread these last few days, impeding Sophie’s ability to eat. We kindly offered to pull it out for her, but she refused our generous proposal. She wanted it to fall out in school. Because when your tooth falls out in school, you get special treatment. No such luck for Sophie this time around, however. The tooth decided to wait until the weekend. I adore the big gaping whole in front of Sophie’s mouth.
I had the privilege of taking Chloe to see her first horror movie tonight. “The Woman in Black,” starring a post-Harry Potter Daniel Radcliffe.
I am sure that when you read the headline you thought you’d be watching a video of Sophie dancing. Alas, you are going to be sorely disappointed. I have two adorable videos – filmed last night – of Sophie dancing to some of Chloe’s music. But Sophie is in a bad mood tonight and refused permission. And I have to respect her feelings. Because I’m her mom.
I thought that we had miraculously bypassed the mandatory tween slumber party thing with Chloe. But, alack and alas, this was not to be. Chloe decided that she wanted to host a sleepover for her and five friends for her 11th birthday. This big event is tomorrow. And I can’t wait until it’s over!
It’s hard to believe. She’s 11 years old. Can’t I just press ‘pause’ on time? We gave her a small handbag for her birthday and I’m happy to report that she loves it. I was concerned that she wouldn’t like what we chose, but she does. It looks very cute on her. It also makes her look even older. Ugh.
… Sophie and Chloe convince the Papa to make crepes. They certainly seem to have had fun. When I arrived home, Chloe was jabbering away. Non-stop. Sophie started jabbering at the same time. I started to get a headache.
My best friend (my BFF according to Sophie), is getting remarried in March. She’s keeping it simple – in fact, she’s essentially eloping with her fiancé. But she still needs a dress. And because I her self-appointed best woman (I refuse to use the term “matron of honor,” which is just so stupid), she and I are spending the weekend in New York to find something she can wear in front of her soon-to-be husband and the justice of the peace.
