Wow October already… this year is really flying by!
You have been settling in to school and seem to be in the swing of it now. Your favourite work at the moment is the handwriting… you are getting very good at writing your own name (I can’t believe I don’t have a photo of this yet) and your favourite thing to do when you get home is to draw. You have taken to drawing objects around you in particular your clothes especially if I say that you’re growing out of something, you always want to draw a picture so you can remember things forever.
With the weather improving we have made an effort to get out and about a bit on the weekends, we decided to take you kiddies to a football game one weekend which was not a big hit with you… after 20mins you were asking to go home. You did like the fact that you were allowed to make as much noise as possible when the team scored a touchdown although the novelty wore off pretty quick. Maybe football will grow on you maybe not, I’ve never really gotten the whole football thing myself.
After much debate from Mummy and Daddy we decided to go to the state fair this year, it is nothing like the Annual shows that Daddy and I grew up with in terms of size but all the same fun is there, flashing lights, exhilarating rides and of course fairy floss (or as you call it cotton candy) You had lots of fun but the highlight was indeed the cotton candy! We lined up to ride the ferris wheel (which was much higher than I anticipated) while you were eating your cotton candy and as there was to be no food on the ride you did an amazing job of fitting that much sugar into you in such a short amount of time… there was no way any of it was going in the trash!
You started at a new ballet school this month and are loving it, you say you want to be a ballet teacher when you grow up amongst other things.
We thought that you might like to have a sleep over in Tate’s room last night… it didn’t go so well and you ended up back in your own bed after Tate refused to calm down and try to sleep. You’ve decided that maybe when Tate is 20 you’ll try again.
To my busy bee who wants to be a queen when she grows up, whose favourite story is Alice in wonderland and who keeps asking when we are going on vacation, I love you to the moon and back!
Mummy xoxox (mamee as you spell it)