Ohio became a state on March 1, 1803 – a fact that was celebrated by the fourth grade at Julia’s school, yesterday. The social studies teacher had requested donations for the class parties last week and I happily volunteered to send in the cake (which I made joyfully and lovingly) for Julia’s class. (Twice.)(The party was postponed once.)(And thank goodness. The Cake, Second Edition was much better than the first. [This is why there are no pictures of the first one.])
The cake didn’t end up in Julia’s class, though. The parents who wished to donate cakes all had kids in the same class, so the cakes were randomly assigned instead. Julia informed me that our cake was the only one that was homemade and was THE MOST ENORMOUS. (It weighed 12 pounds.)(I know I’m ridiculous.) After feeding the class, it also fed the staff in the principal’s office and the custodian. I’m not sure if that made her proud or embarrassed or, more than likely, nothing at all because it’s just a cake!
I’m beginning to think I find cake to be more exciting than most people.
The Ribbon Festival was on Saturday. (You remember The Ribbon Festival. We’ve been there one, two, three, four, five times before.) It had been on my calendar for a month. The dresses had been chosen for a week. The day before, I had pulled out the music and numbered the measures, hung out the dresses, and located the shoes – in fact, we’d done a test fitting, just to be sure we were ready. But two hours before performance time, we were not ready. Julia had lost a shoe and Lucy’s shoes, suddenly and inexplicably, did not fit. So, at forty-five minutes to showtime, after a swift foot measurement, I sent the girls down their respective aisles at the shoe store with the task of selecting a black dress shoe in their size. This is how Julia ended up with a pair of heels – low heels, but HEELS – and Lucy, wedges.
This wouldn’t have happened on any other day.
They put them on right there in the store and walked proudly out of the mall like they had those robot legs from Herbie Hancock’s Rockit video.
Amazingly, we were on time for the event.
Lucy battled her stage fright on the bench for 68 agonizing seconds (which I cut from the video) before tentatively, but successfully performing Lightly Row.
Julia played Minuet 2.
They felt pretty good about themselves.
They were almost as pleased with their ribbons as they were with their shoes.
She put them on and was stunned by all the things she hadn’t been seeing.
“I can read that sign over there!”
“You couldn’t read it before?”
“I didn’t even know it had words on it before!!!”
I’m just so thankful we figured it out. She’d seemed so tired and somber lately that I was getting concerned. I mentioned it to her teachers and one of them suggested that she might be having trouble seeing. And that’s a much better problem than the ones I was fearing!
Anyway. I think they suit her.
He stood there for almost half an hour this afternoon.
He patted a beat on the bench as she played.
Maybe he was there for the music.
Maybe he was there for her.
Christmas is coming and we’re counting down to it, as you know, and that’s taught me two things: 1. It’s very hard to take photographs indoors and at night that don’t look like crap. And 2. Phoebe never wears clothes.
I still haven’t successfully taken a photo for our Christmas card.
We’ve slowly been decorating for the holidays. This morning, I added some Santa hats to a few of our family photos.
The girls went wild over it. Who knew something so simple could bring so much joy? They were bouncing and squealing as they each found the picture where they were the one in the Santa hat. They can’t stop giggling about it.
(By the way, I need to do a MAJOR overhaul of my walls. I have so many beautiful pictures of the kids to frame and hang. Currently, only Julia has school photos up, there aren’t any pictures of Phoebe past age one and NONE of Jack. It just feels so daunting. And with four kids, I’ve got a lot of photos. How do you organize your photos? What do you have on the walls? How often do you update? Do you have any tips? Someone, please. HELP ME!)
Jackson is crawling now, so the primary task of my day is picking things up off the floor and cleaning the floor and oh my goodness HOW DIRTY IS THE FLOOR?!?! And where did all this tiny stuff come from? Barbie shoes. Bracelet beads. Coins. Light Brite pegs that I swore I got rid of back when Phoebe was crawling. I’m finding it all as these are the things Jackson most desires, you know besides shoes and anything else that’s gross. I’d be annoyed if he weren’t so pleased with his newfound mobility and completely delighted with everything he finds. He’s just so happy about it all and that makes me happy, too.
So, I’m almost afraid to ask, but I really want to ask, did you watch The Sound of Music Live? Did you hate it? We watched it and I’m not afraid to tell you that we LOVED IT. There’s been a lot of criticism for the show and mostly Carrie Underwood, but I thought she was Just Fine as Maria – lovely, even. What she lacked in acting chops she more than made up for with singing. But, I think it was Audra McDonald as Mother Abbess that delivered the stand out performance. She was AMAZING. “Climb Every Mountain” brought me to tears. It was the climax of the show for me, and I would watch it again just to experience that moment. It was beautiful.
I’m doing the 12 Days of Christmas for Dave again this year. I’ll be starting it this Friday, which also happens to be the last day to enter my little giveaway. Have you entered yet? I think you should.