Tuesday, April 01, 2014

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

A Japanese girl, a kallah and a lady from 1997 walk into a mishloach manos...

The Purim post!
 
Sushi, flat hamentashen and stuffed dates. Why would you think I was up till 3 AM leil Purim?? Ha ha ha! Ha ha! Ha.

I have never felt so racist as when I was drawing Sroch's eye slants. Oh well.

I thought we'd outgrown being a kallah. Nope!

I'm wearing a denim skirt. Gracious.

Mandatory Purim selfie!!

Milestones? What, there are some left?

Wow. Haven't had a milestones post since 2009.

But I have these two, really big, really capable big kids who mastered all the basics (okay, are working on mastery of all the basics)..  you know, communication (hmm, I'm 35 and I'm still working on that one), hygiene, mobility, etc.

They have very few 'firsts' anymore - everything is a matter of degree.

But here's a tiny bit.

Llama on roller skates
Llama was always very coordinated - once she walked, she rarely fell. She learned how to climb young, and rarely comes to grief from it. She's also a fast tactile learner (I think) (totally unbiased). Anyway, here she be:



If you listen, you can hear her saying "Mah ba'ayah (what's the problem?) it's easy peasy." You go girl.



Sroch reading
Sigh... So Sroch has known her ABC's since she was two. We read her a shkabillion books. She has developed a total love of reading, and I regularly have to pull her out of books. At friends houses she heads for the bookshelf. In short, she's her mother's daughter, bli ayin hara.

...but in Hebrew. For reasons I can't perfectly articulate, it is critically important to me she master this English reading this already. But she is not motivated. Today I even told her..

"Sroch, you should learn to read English because you love books, and there are SO many more English books in the world than Hebrew ones! You'll have more books."

"Ima, here in eretz yisroel there are more Hebrew ones. It's fine, it's enough."

...Sigh. I dunno, maybe it bugs me because it's a milestone I can't check off my list? I don't think that's it. It's just important to me.

(As an aside, note that Llama STILL DOES NOT KNOW HER ABCs. I am in denial.)
(She's also practically reading Hebrew, so I shouldn't complain.)

But ANYWAY, I arranged a big bribe (an American Girl doll) with Sroch if she learns to read English on a high enough level (i.e. can read an American Girl doll book). So here then is the first paragraph of one, on only the third try:


Here's the thing. Despite chugim, despite having English in school, she still hasn't been taught all the basic stuff. So she doesn't know OU makes an 'ow' sound, and I could offer no explanation why 'have' sounds like 'hahv' and 'save' is 'sayv'. English is a pain, you know that?



Friday, March 07, 2014

Sleep, not poop

Once again, the topic on my mind is sleep, one of the original focii of this blog. Fortunately I'm not sparing a thought for poop at the moment, although I wistfully recognize it too was one of the preeminent focii of this blog.

I don't sleep enough - known.
Yoav does alright, could use more.
The girlies though.... somehow bedtime drifted a lot closer to 8 than 7 and that often means that come 9 someone is still awake in her bed...

...which means my two darlings are not getting enough sleep, which may or may not be related to the fact that occasionally their behavior is, well... poo-like.


(takes a bow from the impressive 3:37 AM full circle maneuver)

Speaking of bed, great things are afoot, if I can get all the measurements to work:



Thursday, February 27, 2014

This week in nutrition ...

Sunday night dinner: pancakes (whole wheat, with wheat germ and protein powder)

Monday night dinner: chicken soup

Tuesday night dinner: cheap pizza (where the cheese was in a stripe, as opposed to all over)

Wednesday night dinner: French fries and schnitzel and oranges

Thursday night dinner: nasty chemical large ice cream for an appetizer (grocery store bribe), then mayonnaise with vegetables used to eat it with, and instant cup-o-msg noodles.

Sunday, February 16, 2014

What matters is the inside

Sroch is washing her hair, and I hear her singing, something like:

"It doesn't matter what's on the outside... it's what's on the inside!"

And I ask her - where did that song come from?

"I'm just making it up right now!"

Awesome! Can you sing it to me again?

"No. I'm still working on it."

Okay, so when I come in she's singing it to herself in front of the mirror - with hand motions (any Israeli child can explain to you that a song without hand motions is not a song at all). Now the song lyrics include talking about having a good inside even if your outside is ichy.

We start talking.

Sroch, does anyone in your class actually look uchy?

"No. But Mommy, you know what? Usually it's the girls who don't look the nicest who have the nicest midos."

(So I had to say - not always, because you Sroch, you have a beautiful outside AND a beautiful inside!)

"But two girls in my class, Mommy, they are MEAN. They are so mean. And I said to them - I'm going to tell the morah, and she said - What did I do? I didn't do anything! And the morah even said, that some people are mean so much they don't even realize when they are mean."

So we talked about that a little, and how girls will join up with another mean girl so they won't become a victim. And she started to tell me about someone they are mean to. "There's one girl in my class that some people say she's fat but she's not fat, she just wears an undershirt and a shirt and her uniform, that's all!"

I of course point out that even if she was actually fat, it wouldn't be something to make fun of it.
(Item 1: this is only like the fifth time I've heard my daughter use that word.)
(Item 2: I am not actually sure my daughter knows her mother is overweight. I think that's amazing.)

My Sroch has expressed herself on this point before, that it is absurd to mock a person because of how they look, because we all look different and we all look the way Hashem made us. This has been an obvious truth of hers for many years. Please God, she will never lose it.

Anyway, so: her song, with captions.


Recreating Druyanity Gold(TM)

Just showed my girlies this old video:



(from this old 2009 post)

So naturally we had to recreate it:



Llama weighs 45 pounds. Sroch weighs 55 pounds. Surprisingly, it wasn't hard to flip them, but it was quite unwieldy.

They both love to pretend to be their baby selves, whether it's for cuddling purposes or because they want what they perceive as babies getting more easily. I of course would never admit in this public forum that they occasionally suck on my thumb. Yeah. Well. Whatever.