Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Abby's First Day of Kindergarten

The day FINALLY arrived! She has been looking forward to this day for a year or more and the day finally arrived! Her teacher called her the day before school started and welcomed her to her class. Abby was almost starstruck and almost at a loss for words. All she could say was, "I'm so excited for school!" The next morning, our routine went smoothly- just like we planned it- then Paul walked her and the babies all the way to her classroom. When she came home, she couldn't wait to tell us everything. She told us about the book her teacher read about Splat the Cat and about singing songs. She told me, "I'm just trying to tell you the truth about everything that really happened at school" and she struggled to remember EVERY LITTLE DETAIL. She brought home a little welcome to school picture she had colored and on the back she had written, "1+1=2 2+2=4 4+4=8. They hadn't actually learned that, she just finished coloring early and wanted to "practice maths". She has two little friends from church in her same class (not that Abby has a hard time making friends... I think it's one of the things I admire about her the most) which is nice for us moms. She asked me, "Will I go to school until I'm a grown-up?" and I said, "Yes." She got so happy! That just can't last can it? I hope it does. I think I learn something new from her everyday.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

The Orphan Store

Abby's newest obsession is orphans. She learned what an orphan was and she thought it was just so sad that that could actually happen to someone. She asked me if we weren't able to have Liam and Lily if Paul and I would have "bought a couple of orphans instead". When I told her, "Probably not," She freaked out and was on the verge of tears when she said, "but we're good people and we would want to love the orphans, wouldn't we?" And when I started to laugh, she got mad and said that it wasn't funny at all! Also, she has been corralling herself up with the babies and saying, "Mommy, pretend that this is the orphan store and you want to get a couple of orphans." Then, when I get there, she puts her arms around both babies and looks up at me with her best, "poor me, I'm an orphan" look. I have no idea where she gets this stuff... I blame her dad. Maybe I'll just be happy that she thinks we're good people and that she has compassion for others. But I can giggle just a little can't I?