Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
'Tis the season for Spring Dance Concerts. Two of my nieces dance. They are both very young and have both been dancing for three or four years each. They both love to dance. I attended two dance concerts within one week. One was an hour and a half. The other was three and a half hours long. Both of them were very good.
I have a limited dance background, consisting of three months of ballet (when I was 6 or 7), four months of tap (in preparation for my high school sophomore musical, Anything Goes), and two semesters of Intro to Dance at good ol' OCHS. I had friends who, like my nieces, had danced since they were three or four years old. I was jealous of their experience at the time. Now I no longer care.
So here is my issue (and I welcome comments): Do I enroll my three year old in "Creative Movement" in September? She loves to dance, but I don't know that she or I am ready for a serious time commitment to the subject of dance. I think she would thoroughly enjoy it most of the time. I am intimidated by the mandatory Spring Dance Concert that spans four performances (only two of which Anna would dance in, thank goodness), and countless hours of rehearsals (been there-done that).
It was also incredibly strange and disconcerting to watch girls from age 3 to 18 dance across the stage a various times. I thought of my Annabelle growing up and dancing in the older classes and it just wigged me out. It's like I have to think about the future - long range plans I want for my child, and what she wants for herself when she is only three. Do I simply provide her with the opportunity? Or am I pushing something on her at too young an age? Or does it give her something to excel in and make her special? An opportunity? Or will it be a waste of time, energy and money?I don't want to think of Anna as a four-year-old, much less a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old. I have issues. I know. Any advice from you all?
Friday, June 19, 2009
jammies and proceeded to stay up until sometime after midnight talking and giggling (I went to bed in spite of the buzz of little girl whispers in the next room). They all got up at the crack of dawn and some of them were dressed before I even surfaced for the day. We had oatmeal pancakes, and chocolate chip pancakes and blueberry pancakes for breakfast. Yum-o! They all get along so well and love being together. Being their Auntie is one of my greatest blessings. I love you, little lady-bugs!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
We were fortunate enough to spend twenty-three-and-a-half hours at the Great Wolf Lodge near Olympia, WA. At the end of it all my sister-in-law commented on how incredibly exhausted we all were after only vacationing for the equivalent of one day. It was a very fun trip, although it felt rather expensive when it was all said and done. After meals and hotel and everything it was a mere tenth of what we spent for six days at Disneyland (that included air fare to L.A.), but in comparison to what you get with the whole Disneyland experience, the Great Wolf Lodge felt expensive. Next time we go I think I will try to find a coupon or something.
that you can play a new one every time you head on over to the Lodge. There are interactive game screens stashed all over the hotel, along with magic pictures and talismans and chests of treasure. All of these magical entities respond to a flick from your magic wand. Some of them talk to you or blink lights and wake up sleeping tree sprites. It was very cool.
littles" could color or read or play Winnie-the-Pooh computer games. We tucked in for the evening after a short show and story time by the huge stone fireplace in the lobby. All in all it was a great little vacation for the family.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Saturday, June 6, 2009
PDX - I bet the people sitting in the Alaska Airlines wing had a great show today while they waited for their flights). One was an Army helicopter (shown above) and the other was a really big Coast Guard helicopter. We got to see the Coast Guard one actually lift off out of the midst of all of us people and head off into the horizon towards Astoria. The pilot even did some fancy photo-op flying by hovering like a hummingbird.
rios painted on the sides of the cockpits. I love that perfect pointed cone of a nose. They are really beautiful pieces of design and engineering.
melancholy as I watched military daddies with their wives and children who had stories about their tour in Iraq. There were women in uniform, too. Men and women who risk their lives for their country - for you and me. And all those beautiful airplanes seem to pale in comparison to the actual men and women who fly them. May God bless them.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Djeryd's handwriting on the plant markers.
Monday, June 1, 2009
Admittedly, I did not work. I took pictures. Lots of them. Almost all of them are of everyone but the usual four people I photograph. Anna was particularly clingy all day, so I had a little shadow that never strayed more than two feet from my side as I tromped around looking for good shots (and, boy, did I find some - unfortuanately they are of non-related individuals, so I don't feel right about posting them on my blog).