This afternoon, in the middle of a flute lesson that I was giving to Julia, Madeleine decided to engage in some wordless pretend play in the room we were in. As you can see, this was not distracting AT ALL:
I still don't even know what the heck was happening in her pretend play world. Baseball cap: check. Sunglasses: check. Empty egg carton: check. Somehow those three items add up to something amazing in Madeleine's mind.
Monday, April 29, 2019
Sunday, April 28, 2019
Greek Easter
Well, at long last for Madeleine, it is Orthodox Easter! She was clearly excited to begin the search for her hidden Easter basket this morning. I had my alarm set for 8:30, but was awoken over two hours earlier by an eager beaver.
Once the girls had found their baskets and gone through their loot, Madeleine got to playing with one of the toys she'd received.
MADELEINE: Mommy? I think Easter is, like, one of the holidays where, like, the toys that I get? After I play with them for awhile, I get TIRED of playing with them.
I obviously did a top-notch job on the gifts I bought for her Easter basket.
Before we headed off for church, Madeleine celebrated the holiday by composing her own "Happy Easter" song:
Happy Easter to my Orthodox readers, and happy regular old Sunday to the rest of you!
Once the girls had found their baskets and gone through their loot, Madeleine got to playing with one of the toys she'd received.
MADELEINE: Mommy? I think Easter is, like, one of the holidays where, like, the toys that I get? After I play with them for awhile, I get TIRED of playing with them.
I obviously did a top-notch job on the gifts I bought for her Easter basket.
Before we headed off for church, Madeleine celebrated the holiday by composing her own "Happy Easter" song:
Happy Easter to my Orthodox readers, and happy regular old Sunday to the rest of you!
Wednesday, April 24, 2019
Sunday, April 21, 2019
Palm Sunday
Today is Easter for most of the Christian world, but for we Orthodox, it is Palm Sunday
Madeleine CAN. NOT. HANDLE. the fact that all mainstream organizations refer to today as Easter.
MADELEINE: Mommy? I am VERY, VERY mad at Google. It says that today is Easter, but it doesn't say it's Palm Sunday if you're Greek Orthodox.
Get it together, Google. What is your problem?!?
During our Palm Sunday service, the girls stood with me in choir, since there was no Sunday School. Julia was not keen on joining me and wanted to sit in her usual Sunday School pew even if there were no other kids sitting there. Madeleine happily joined in singing, although she did feel the need to whisper some important questions to me throughout the service, like this one:
MADELEINE: (pointing to the text on one of the pages from my choir book) Mommy? Is this Times, or Times New Roman?
ME: Uhh...
This afternoon and evening, the girls have enjoyed all kinds of activities, from watching TV to playing Mario Kart to walking to the playground. They are currently in the backyard, enjoying the spring time weather. Julia has been galloping and Madeleine is singing some made-up song do loudly I can hear it from inside the house.
Happy Easter, Passover, and Palm Sunday!
Madeleine CAN. NOT. HANDLE. the fact that all mainstream organizations refer to today as Easter.
MADELEINE: Mommy? I am VERY, VERY mad at Google. It says that today is Easter, but it doesn't say it's Palm Sunday if you're Greek Orthodox.
Get it together, Google. What is your problem?!?
During our Palm Sunday service, the girls stood with me in choir, since there was no Sunday School. Julia was not keen on joining me and wanted to sit in her usual Sunday School pew even if there were no other kids sitting there. Madeleine happily joined in singing, although she did feel the need to whisper some important questions to me throughout the service, like this one:
MADELEINE: (pointing to the text on one of the pages from my choir book) Mommy? Is this Times, or Times New Roman?
ME: Uhh...
This afternoon and evening, the girls have enjoyed all kinds of activities, from watching TV to playing Mario Kart to walking to the playground. They are currently in the backyard, enjoying the spring time weather. Julia has been galloping and Madeleine is singing some made-up song do loudly I can hear it from inside the house.
Happy Easter, Passover, and Palm Sunday!
Friday, April 19, 2019
Monopoly
Yesterday, Julia wanted to play Monopoly with Madeleine. Madeleine decided to be only mildly compliant.
JULIA: Madeleine, wanna play Monopoly with me?
MADELEINE: Well...I was thinking of ANOTHER game we can play...
JULIA: What?
MADELEINE: I haven't thought of it yet.
JULIA: So can you just play Monopoly with me?
MADELEINE: Well, I think I wanna play my own game...
JULIA: Your own game of what?
MADELEINE: I'm thinking of it. I'm making it up!
JULIA: Madeleine. Can we just play Monopoly?
MADELEINE: (silent)
JULIA: I'm gonna go set it up! You can pick what token you wanna be! (running downstairs to set up the game)
ME: Madeleine, can you please just play Monopoly with your sister? She's asking you nicely.
MADELEINE: I wanna play ANOTHER game.
ME: Well, what game?
MADELEINE: I haven't figured it OUT yet. I'm making it UP.
ME: In the meantime, can you just play Monopoly for a little while with your sister?
MADELEINE: I wanna play my OWN game that I'm making up.
ME: Okay, well how do you play?
MADELEINE: I haven't figured it out yet. But it's gonna be LIKE Monopoly.
ME: So just go play Monopoly for a bit and then maybe you can make up your own version of it.
JULIA: (calling from downstairs) Madeleine! It's all set up!
MADELEINE: (ignoring her)
Several minutes later, Madeleine had still not joined the Monopoly game, but she had finally come up with her OWN game idea.
MADELEINE: So Mommy. Here's the game. It's called "Money Toes." Okay. So, you SPIN AROUND, then you sit down and look at each other's toes. Oh! And everyone starts off with one thousand dollars. Then you pick a toe, and you say, "I would like THIS toe!" But then they'll say "Sorry, this toe is seven thousand dollars. You must stand up and spin around SIX TIMES in the opposite direction to get the money." So you stand up and spin around six times, and then you sit back down and say, "Can I have it now?" and they're like, "Congratulations! You have earned enough to buy this toe!" So Mommy. Do you think Julia will like my idea?
ME: No.
MADELEINE: But Mommy-
ME: You can go and explain it to her, but if she doesn't want to play, can you please do Monopoly with her?
So Madeleine went downstairs, and - SURPRISE SURPRISE - Julia was not keen on Money Toes. Instead, she and Madeleine played Monopoly, which culminated in a screaming fight about something I still don't quite understand and ended with both kids stomping off from each other, Madeleine in tears and Julia in a rage. I sure am glad I pushed so hard for them to play it together, since it went so well. Maybe if they'd played Money Toes things would have gone more smoothly.
JULIA: Madeleine, wanna play Monopoly with me?
MADELEINE: Well...I was thinking of ANOTHER game we can play...
JULIA: What?
MADELEINE: I haven't thought of it yet.
JULIA: So can you just play Monopoly with me?
MADELEINE: Well, I think I wanna play my own game...
JULIA: Your own game of what?
MADELEINE: I'm thinking of it. I'm making it up!
JULIA: Madeleine. Can we just play Monopoly?
MADELEINE: (silent)
JULIA: I'm gonna go set it up! You can pick what token you wanna be! (running downstairs to set up the game)
ME: Madeleine, can you please just play Monopoly with your sister? She's asking you nicely.
MADELEINE: I wanna play ANOTHER game.
ME: Well, what game?
MADELEINE: I haven't figured it OUT yet. I'm making it UP.
ME: In the meantime, can you just play Monopoly for a little while with your sister?
MADELEINE: I wanna play my OWN game that I'm making up.
ME: Okay, well how do you play?
MADELEINE: I haven't figured it out yet. But it's gonna be LIKE Monopoly.
ME: So just go play Monopoly for a bit and then maybe you can make up your own version of it.
JULIA: (calling from downstairs) Madeleine! It's all set up!
MADELEINE: (ignoring her)
Several minutes later, Madeleine had still not joined the Monopoly game, but she had finally come up with her OWN game idea.
MADELEINE: So Mommy. Here's the game. It's called "Money Toes." Okay. So, you SPIN AROUND, then you sit down and look at each other's toes. Oh! And everyone starts off with one thousand dollars. Then you pick a toe, and you say, "I would like THIS toe!" But then they'll say "Sorry, this toe is seven thousand dollars. You must stand up and spin around SIX TIMES in the opposite direction to get the money." So you stand up and spin around six times, and then you sit back down and say, "Can I have it now?" and they're like, "Congratulations! You have earned enough to buy this toe!" So Mommy. Do you think Julia will like my idea?
ME: No.
MADELEINE: But Mommy-
ME: You can go and explain it to her, but if she doesn't want to play, can you please do Monopoly with her?
So Madeleine went downstairs, and - SURPRISE SURPRISE - Julia was not keen on Money Toes. Instead, she and Madeleine played Monopoly, which culminated in a screaming fight about something I still don't quite understand and ended with both kids stomping off from each other, Madeleine in tears and Julia in a rage. I sure am glad I pushed so hard for them to play it together, since it went so well. Maybe if they'd played Money Toes things would have gone more smoothly.
Tuesday, April 16, 2019
Monday, April 15, 2019
Marathon Monday
Today was Marathon Monday in Boston, so we Rowes went to our usual viewing point in Wellesley to cheer on the marathoners. We clapped and shouted encouragements at the many runners as they passed the halfway point, and as time went on, Ethan and Julia decided to do something EXTRA special to entertain spectators and runners alike. It's called "The Farmer Dance," something Julia came up with to go along with the Farmer Bob, Jeff, and Bill poems she and her friends write. As you can see, Madeleine was WAY too cool to join in:
However, after a LOT of peer pressure, Madeleine was basically forced into participating. Ethan commanded it as her "punishment" for accidentally head-butting him in the lip while he Farmer Danced, and I heaped a lot of guilt on her about my blog post being incomplete without a video of her dancing along with her dad and sister.
We're really good parents, I know.
I mean, sometimes when you're running a long race, you need a little fun distraction, right? I hope some of the runners appreciated the scene.
Madeleine might have been embarrassed to know us at the marathon, but she showed her love for me later in the day. I saw her writing on a piece of note paper with a Sharpie, but as I walked by her, I noticed her hiding her output.
MADELEINE: (sharply) Don't look!
ME: Oh. Sorry. Okay.
A few minutes later, Madeleine approached me with writer's block.
MADELEINE: Mommy? What does "YOUTHFUL" mean?
ME: It means young. Either being young, or looking or acting young.
MADELEINE: (clearly disappointed) Oh.
Finally, the secret was revealed, and I was presented with this:
I guess Madeleine does not view her 40-year-old mother as youthful. So instead of "youthful," she went with...uh...."you."
ME: Oh, so you decided "youthful" isn't a good word to describe me?
MADELEINE: Well, Mommy. I already looked up TONS of definitions of words that begin with "Y" and nothing was working. Then I thought of "yourself," so I just did "you."
I mean, she's not wrong. I am me, after all. Too bad I didn't make the cut for "youthful," though. Maybe if I had joined in the Farmer Dance, she would have thought of my actions as youthful, at least.
However, after a LOT of peer pressure, Madeleine was basically forced into participating. Ethan commanded it as her "punishment" for accidentally head-butting him in the lip while he Farmer Danced, and I heaped a lot of guilt on her about my blog post being incomplete without a video of her dancing along with her dad and sister.
We're really good parents, I know.
I mean, sometimes when you're running a long race, you need a little fun distraction, right? I hope some of the runners appreciated the scene.
Madeleine might have been embarrassed to know us at the marathon, but she showed her love for me later in the day. I saw her writing on a piece of note paper with a Sharpie, but as I walked by her, I noticed her hiding her output.
MADELEINE: (sharply) Don't look!
ME: Oh. Sorry. Okay.
A few minutes later, Madeleine approached me with writer's block.
MADELEINE: Mommy? What does "YOUTHFUL" mean?
ME: It means young. Either being young, or looking or acting young.
MADELEINE: (clearly disappointed) Oh.
Finally, the secret was revealed, and I was presented with this:
I guess Madeleine does not view her 40-year-old mother as youthful. So instead of "youthful," she went with...uh...."you."
ME: Oh, so you decided "youthful" isn't a good word to describe me?
MADELEINE: Well, Mommy. I already looked up TONS of definitions of words that begin with "Y" and nothing was working. Then I thought of "yourself," so I just did "you."
I mean, she's not wrong. I am me, after all. Too bad I didn't make the cut for "youthful," though. Maybe if I had joined in the Farmer Dance, she would have thought of my actions as youthful, at least.
Saturday, April 13, 2019
Girls Names
Julia announced this evening that she has memorized the top 10 girls' names from 2017. After reciting them all for us, we weighed in on them.
ETHAN: That's a pretty terrible list of names.
ME: I like some of them. I love Emily, and I like Sophia.
JULIA: I like Ava.
ME: I like Ava too.
ETHAN: Yeah, but HARPER?
ME: Yeah. I know. I feel guilty for not liking the name Harper, because I really *should* like it. A harper is a person who plays a harp, and I love the sound of the harp.
MADELEINE: I feel like Harper is the name of a man with a bow and arrow who's shooting at a robin. (Thoughtful silence) But the robin looks like a CARDINAL, for some reason.
Before long the kids were discussing their future children.
MADELEINE: So here are my DREAM kid names, but I feel like I can't have one of them because of Clara: I want to have May, then Lilac, then Clarabell.
ME: You're only having girls?
MADELEINE: Well, no...
JULIA: What's your boys' name?
MADELEINE: Chris.
ME: What are your favorite names, Julia?
JULIA: I don't know. I like a lot of names. I like: Emeryn, Lucy, Adara, Hialeah, Felicity, Grace.
ME: So you're both basically having all daughters?
JULIA: Well, my favorite boys' names are probably Luke...well, also Owen and Ollie, but there's already those in our family. I used to really like the name Keith for some reason, but now I don't.
So, basically, my future grandchildren will either be named after family dogs, or I'll be introducing the world to my granddaughters, Hialeah and Lilac.
However, given that I was convinced at various points of my childhood-through-adolescence that I would someday have daughters named any of the following: Elizabeth, Pamela, Julie, Cybil, Allison, Calandra, Faustine, Ellen, Harmony, October, Aubrey or Adara, I think it's safe to say that there's a lot of room for the girls to have a change of taste. (Seriously. Neither Julia nor Madeleine even made the short list back in my youth. What was young Courtney's problem?!?)
ETHAN: That's a pretty terrible list of names.
ME: I like some of them. I love Emily, and I like Sophia.
JULIA: I like Ava.
ME: I like Ava too.
ETHAN: Yeah, but HARPER?
ME: Yeah. I know. I feel guilty for not liking the name Harper, because I really *should* like it. A harper is a person who plays a harp, and I love the sound of the harp.
MADELEINE: I feel like Harper is the name of a man with a bow and arrow who's shooting at a robin. (Thoughtful silence) But the robin looks like a CARDINAL, for some reason.
Before long the kids were discussing their future children.
MADELEINE: So here are my DREAM kid names, but I feel like I can't have one of them because of Clara: I want to have May, then Lilac, then Clarabell.
ME: You're only having girls?
MADELEINE: Well, no...
JULIA: What's your boys' name?
MADELEINE: Chris.
ME: What are your favorite names, Julia?
JULIA: I don't know. I like a lot of names. I like: Emeryn, Lucy, Adara, Hialeah, Felicity, Grace.
ME: So you're both basically having all daughters?
JULIA: Well, my favorite boys' names are probably Luke...well, also Owen and Ollie, but there's already those in our family. I used to really like the name Keith for some reason, but now I don't.
So, basically, my future grandchildren will either be named after family dogs, or I'll be introducing the world to my granddaughters, Hialeah and Lilac.
However, given that I was convinced at various points of my childhood-through-adolescence that I would someday have daughters named any of the following: Elizabeth, Pamela, Julie, Cybil, Allison, Calandra, Faustine, Ellen, Harmony, October, Aubrey or Adara, I think it's safe to say that there's a lot of room for the girls to have a change of taste. (Seriously. Neither Julia nor Madeleine even made the short list back in my youth. What was young Courtney's problem?!?)
Friday, April 12, 2019
Volunteer Application
Last summer, Julia expressed an interest in working as a volunteer for a session of swim lessons at our town pool. Volunteers help out the swim teachers by fetching equipment, helping to set up and clean up, and looking after the kids who are not staying with the rest of the pack during their lesson. Registration for volunteers opened yesterday, so I printed an application form for Julia to fill out.
Clearly, Julia did not feel that reading the form carefully before filling it out was required of a volunteer. Things got off to a great start:
JULIA: (panicked) I messed up ALREADY!
ME: Do you need me to print a new form?
JULIA: (sheepishly) Oookay.
Good choice, although a waste of paper. One wants to put one's best foot forward, and handing in an application with the VERY FIRST THING scribbled out is not very professional. Especially when it's the easiest part of the application to fill out. If you can't get your name right, how are you going to answer "Why do you wish to be a volunteer?"
Clearly, Julia did not feel that reading the form carefully before filling it out was required of a volunteer. Things got off to a great start:
JULIA: (panicked) I messed up ALREADY!
ME: Do you need me to print a new form?
JULIA: (sheepishly) Oookay.
Good choice, although a waste of paper. One wants to put one's best foot forward, and handing in an application with the VERY FIRST THING scribbled out is not very professional. Especially when it's the easiest part of the application to fill out. If you can't get your name right, how are you going to answer "Why do you wish to be a volunteer?"
Tuesday, April 9, 2019
Math Homework
Yesterday, while Madeleine was doing her homework, she shouted out a question to the Galloping Julia as Julia flew by.
MADELEINE: Julia? Are Shopkins TM or R?
JULIA: Uh...I dunno.
I didn't think anything of her question until I saw Madeleine's homework later on. She was apparently VERY concerned about being as accurate as possible:
And what a whiz this kid is. Not only did she solve her math problem correctly, but she was able to correctly discern that Shopkins™ are indeed trademarked, and not Registered Trademarked. She sure knows what details are important in math homework!
MADELEINE: Julia? Are Shopkins TM or R?
JULIA: Uh...I dunno.
I didn't think anything of her question until I saw Madeleine's homework later on. She was apparently VERY concerned about being as accurate as possible:
And what a whiz this kid is. Not only did she solve her math problem correctly, but she was able to correctly discern that Shopkins™ are indeed trademarked, and not Registered Trademarked. She sure knows what details are important in math homework!
Monday, April 8, 2019
Singing
I was sitting and reading on the couch when I heard this going on from the dining room:
MADELEINE: Okay. Repeat after me. (singing) Deck the halls with bows of holly...
ALSO MADELEINE: Deck the halls with bows of holly...
MADELEINE: Good! (singing) 'Tis the season to be jolly...
ALSO MADELEINE: 'Tis the season to be jolly...
MADELEINE: Don be now our gay of carol...
ALSO MADELEINE: Don be now our gay of carol...
MADELEINE: No. Don-
ALSO MADELEINE: Don-
MADELEINE: No. Try again. Don.
JULIA: Why are you saying "John?"
MADELEINE: I'm not! I'm saying "DON!"
ME: Who is singing?!?
JULIA: Madeleine!
ME: No, I mean, who is she talking to and teaching "Deck the Halls" to?
JULIA: Madeleine, who are you talking to?
MADELEINE: My imaginary student! (returning to her voice lesson.) So, that's too high. You might be an alto. An alto is lower than a soprano. And a tenor is even lower. The lowest is the bass. Now, it's okay to have an alto voice. Let's see if you can get back to soprano. Or mezzo-soprano.
I don't know if I'd trust my voice teacher if she was teaching me to sing "Don be now our gay of carol" instead of "Don we now our gay apparel," but otherwise Madeleine's voice teacher info was pretty solid.
Speaking of singing, the girls both offered up some interesting interpretations of lyrics to Beatles songs over the weekend. We were listening to a CD mix of Beatles music in the car, and here's what they had to say:
About "Bungalow Bill"
JULIA: Mommy? I used to think this song was about Gramps, because his name is Bill.
About "I'm Down"
MADELEINE: Mommy, the Beatles always sing about really RANDOM things. Like, what is this song about, like, somebody who falls DOWN on the GROUND?
I mean, she's right about the lyrics being crazy-random in the Beatles' later years, but "I'm Down" is definitely not in that category; it is neither a late song, nor does it have confusing lyrics. I guess Madeleine is just taking the lyrics super literally.
MADELEINE: Okay. Repeat after me. (singing) Deck the halls with bows of holly...
ALSO MADELEINE: Deck the halls with bows of holly...
MADELEINE: Good! (singing) 'Tis the season to be jolly...
ALSO MADELEINE: 'Tis the season to be jolly...
MADELEINE: Don be now our gay of carol...
ALSO MADELEINE: Don be now our gay of carol...
MADELEINE: No. Don-
ALSO MADELEINE: Don-
MADELEINE: No. Try again. Don.
JULIA: Why are you saying "John?"
MADELEINE: I'm not! I'm saying "DON!"
ME: Who is singing?!?
JULIA: Madeleine!
ME: No, I mean, who is she talking to and teaching "Deck the Halls" to?
JULIA: Madeleine, who are you talking to?
MADELEINE: My imaginary student! (returning to her voice lesson.) So, that's too high. You might be an alto. An alto is lower than a soprano. And a tenor is even lower. The lowest is the bass. Now, it's okay to have an alto voice. Let's see if you can get back to soprano. Or mezzo-soprano.
I don't know if I'd trust my voice teacher if she was teaching me to sing "Don be now our gay of carol" instead of "Don we now our gay apparel," but otherwise Madeleine's voice teacher info was pretty solid.
Speaking of singing, the girls both offered up some interesting interpretations of lyrics to Beatles songs over the weekend. We were listening to a CD mix of Beatles music in the car, and here's what they had to say:
About "Bungalow Bill"
JULIA: Mommy? I used to think this song was about Gramps, because his name is Bill.
About "I'm Down"
MADELEINE: Mommy, the Beatles always sing about really RANDOM things. Like, what is this song about, like, somebody who falls DOWN on the GROUND?
I mean, she's right about the lyrics being crazy-random in the Beatles' later years, but "I'm Down" is definitely not in that category; it is neither a late song, nor does it have confusing lyrics. I guess Madeleine is just taking the lyrics super literally.
Saturday, April 6, 2019
Busy Weekend
So many things have happened this weekend, and it's only Saturday evening. First off: I finished "Connect the Stars." Madeleine was right; it really DID kick up in the last quarter of the book.
We Rowes have been busy with so many activities. Last night, we all went to a Fund-Raiser for the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation. Billed as a Kids' Dance Party, the event was full of blasting music, flashing lights and throngs of people. Ethan was pretty much miserable, but at least the kids had a ball. I wasn't sure that was going to be the case at the start, since Julia was a total grumpster. The reason for her grumpiness? She kept seeing people that she KNOWS. What an awful situation. I guess since she's so shy about talking to people, she couldn't handle the fact that there were so many of her classmates around her that she had to try and avoid. Luckily, she found a close friend before long, and spent the rest of the evening happily socializing. Madeleine's best friend was there as well, so they were inseparable. The kids visited the photo booth several times, got ALL kinds of junk food, and got baseball caps that were decorated with whatever name or word they asked for. Julia opted for "Jules," although you can't see it in the photo, and Madeleine went for "Swim":
Today was equally busy. Julia was excited and nervous for her Select Choir's attendance at the MICCA Festival. MICCA (Massachusetts Instrumental and Choral Conductors' Association) holds a day-long competition every year, and today was the day. Julia had to board a bus from the middle school to a nearby town, and while Ethan and I would have loved to go and watch the competition, instead we accompanied Madeleine to the girls' Swim Banquet. Madeleine took care to sign Julia's name in cursive in the cards for the coaches, and was instructed to go up to the front of the room to collect any awards Julia might win.
So, when the MVP of the 11-12 year old girls was announced, we heard Julia's name (along with the name of one of her friends; two awards were given for her age group.)
ME: Okay, Madeleine, go up and get Julia's trophy.
MADELEINE: (wrapping her arms around me in terror) You come with me.
ME: Madeleine, just go! Go quick!
MADELEINE: (frozen with terror)
ME: Come on. (walking up to the front, beckoning to Madeleine.)
MADELEINE: (sitting frozen in her seat)
So I collected the trophy. I was THE ONLY PARENT who went up for anything. Any other missing swimmers had a sibling or friend collect their prize for them, but whatevs.
Julia's MVP trophy!
Madeleine received the Coaches' Award, and she was at least brave enough to go up and get her own trophy:
Julia was also featured as a record-holder in several events, so even though she had the huge disappointment of missing New England's, she was shown to be a hugely important part of the team this year!
I was texting Julia all this info, expecting her to be over the moon about her award and records, but she was busy being over the moon about something else: Select Choir won gold at the choral festival! What an exciting day to be Julia!
As she put it in a text to me, about she and her Select Choir bestie, "Me and Lily think we really deserve going out to ice cream together."
She just recently got home and had dinner, and now she, Ethan and Lily are getting the ice cream that they deserve going out to together. Congrats to both my girls!
Thursday, April 4, 2019
Madeleine's Reading Recommendation
Madeleine recently read the book "Connect the Stars" by Marisa de los Santos and David Teague. She was a HUGE fan, and highly encouraged me to read it. So this week, I delved into it and I'm about 150 pages in. Madeleine has been extremely inquisitive about what's going on in every section I'm reading; however, her memory of the book seems a bit spotty.
MADELEINE: So what part are you at?
ME: The kids just got to the desert for camp. I feel bad for Kate. Does she ever get less sad?
MADELEINE: Mmmm...I think...well, I don't know. They don't really say.
OR
MADELEINE: What part are you at NOW?
ME: They're on the Scavenger Hunt.
MADELEINE: What PART of the Scavenger Hunt?
ME: Caesar's Nose.
MADELEINE: Wait. WHAT nose?
ME: Caesar's Nose.
MADELEINE: Oh. I guess I don't really remember that part.
However, there is one thing Madeleine is certain about.
MADELEINE: Mommy. The last, like, QUARTER of the book reeeally KICKS UP.
I can't wait.
MADELEINE: So what part are you at?
ME: The kids just got to the desert for camp. I feel bad for Kate. Does she ever get less sad?
MADELEINE: Mmmm...I think...well, I don't know. They don't really say.
OR
MADELEINE: What part are you at NOW?
ME: They're on the Scavenger Hunt.
MADELEINE: What PART of the Scavenger Hunt?
ME: Caesar's Nose.
MADELEINE: Wait. WHAT nose?
ME: Caesar's Nose.
MADELEINE: Oh. I guess I don't really remember that part.
However, there is one thing Madeleine is certain about.
MADELEINE: Mommy. The last, like, QUARTER of the book reeeally KICKS UP.
I can't wait.
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