First, Emily had a good Easter. There was both the neighborhood egg hunt, complete with Easter bunny, face painting, and balloon animals, and the home egg hunt. I managed to get better photos of the former, but both were fun.
Emily has been making steady progress with her violin. I captured the photo below at her lesson yesterday. Being five, I think that there are aspects of her manual dexterity that still need to mature to make things easier for her, but she is definitely working on it. I love the serious look on her face. Violin takes so much concentration!
In addition to violin, Emily has been taking soccer at school for the past few weeks. She did tennis earlier in the year, but didn't really care for it (perhaps because the teacher wasn't very good). She seems to really like soccer, though, and some of her friends are in a group that meets close to school on Friday nights. We are going to try to sign Emily up for this other group, in addition to what she is doing at school, both for the soccer and for the time with her friends.
Now for the quotes! Here are a few exchanges that we have had in the past month:
Emily says, "I don't like it when grandpa tickles my knee - it's annoying." I respond with, "Is it annoying sometimes?" She says, "Yes, I mean what if I'm meditating!" As an aside here, (1) I think she actually likes having her knee tickled, and (2) I have never seen her meditate!
Emily asks to make chocolate cake and we say, "No, we're not making chocolate cake today." She says, "Why? What did chocolate cake ever do to you?"
Emily clearly loves here sister very much, and one night before bed she started brainstorming all of the things that she would do to protect Abbie. Here are a few:
"I would rather be shot in the neck with a bow and arrow to save my sister than to have all of my toys taken away."
"I would go into a den of venomous snakes to save my sister."
"If Abbie were burning in a fire, and she had one hand sticking out, I would grab her hand to pull her out of the fire, and I would roll her on the ground to stop the flames."
"I would reach into a tornado to save Abbie."
One night, as I was leaving her room before bed, she told me that I am is so short compared to Daddy that I look like a teenager. Then she told me that if I were any shorter I would look like a 9-year old and then she and Abbie would say, "Hey! Why is our mom a 9-year old??"
On morning, after having burned my bagel, I declared, "I hate this toaster! It's just the worst!" Emily replies, "Is it worse than ISIS?" OK, good point, honey. No, the toaster is not worse than ISIS. :)
Finally, and I choose to take this one as a complement, one day she declared, "Mom, you're so weird but funny at the same time." :)
Next up is the Spring parent-teacher conference. This is scheduled for next Monday, so stay tuned for all of the latest news on the academic front!
