Chloe is reading “The Hobbit” by J.R.R. Tolkien. Enthusiastically. “It’s REALLY good!” she just exclaimed. I’m impressed. I don’t think you could have paid me enough to read that book when I was a teenager, let alone at 9 years old.
Long Weekend…Time to Relax
I was looking forward to the long weekend – taking an extra day off tomorrow in anticipation of my favorite holiday of the year. I got home a little earlier than usual, only to have to deal with a relatively minor last-minute work issue that prevented me from decompressing as quickly as I had hoped.
Sophie’s Fort
Sophie woke up yesterday and had a brilliant idea. She gathered most of the pillows in the house to make herself a fort. The fort’s walls took up most of the living room. No one was allowed in. Least of all her sister.
Silent Sophie Dancing
One day, Sophie will watch this video and laugh. She always dances so dramatically. I think that in this particular interpretation, she’s channeling a princess whose prince has tragically turned into a toad. Or something like that.
Sophie has absolutely no interest in taking classes, but boy does she love to dance. Makes me wonder where she’ll be when she’s older. Will she still like to dance? Will she still have a good ear? Will she try out for some televised dance show? Will she ever perform in public? She’s such a girly girl!
To Vegas or Not to Vegas?
That is the question of the day. As a 42nd birthday present, my mom has very generously offered to watch the girls for most of the week between Christmas and New Year’s so that my husband and I can get some much needed R&R.
Chloe’s Prediction for 2025: Awesome!
Marionnette
Sophie rediscovered her Pinocchio marionnette, a gift that my brother and sister-in-law gave to her as a souvenir of their travels to Italy last year. In this clip, Pinocchio sings and tries to dance to “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.”
No Cuddle Chloe
Chloe refused to cuddle with me last night. I was devastated (ok, not quite devastated, but sorely disappointed). She was annoyed because we told her she had to be in bed by 9:30. But she didn’t want to go to bed.
Finding the Proper Balance
It’s elusive. I often wish I had a sliding door in my brain so that I could simply shut out work when I wasn’t at work. Sadly, however, I don’t have such a door in my brain. And sadly, unlike Bill Clinton, I’m horribly bad at compartmentalizing.
Sophie’s a Poet, Too!
Here’s Sophie’s first official pinkmenot.com poem:
A cat was on a mat
The mat was on a bat
The bat was on a rat
And the rat was on a mat!
– by Sophie
And now we have a sibling duet full of nonsense:
Dad is awesome
But now he’s on a trip
And when he went
He went by ship
And when he was on the ship
He saw some sharks
And to make the sharks go away
He decided to make some farts
And when he farted
He ate a juicy, juicy apple
Which he married
In the ship’s chapel
While he ate the apple
He found a worm
And then he ate the worm
Which made a squirm
– by Sophie & Chloe