For weeks Sadie's big insult when she got mad at anyone was "You can't come to my house." After mentioning a few times to her that it was actually "our" house, we learned that Sadie has her own house. Sadie's house is a purple underground house with a pink roof and wind sock out front, which happens to be in Pasadena. When we ask about how large this house is we're told that it has "too many rooms." I'm not sure what it says about Sadie that instead of an imaginary friend she has an imaginary house, but I'm pretty impressed by it.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Sadie's House
For weeks Sadie's big insult when she got mad at anyone was "You can't come to my house." After mentioning a few times to her that it was actually "our" house, we learned that Sadie has her own house. Sadie's house is a purple underground house with a pink roof and wind sock out front, which happens to be in Pasadena. When we ask about how large this house is we're told that it has "too many rooms." I'm not sure what it says about Sadie that instead of an imaginary friend she has an imaginary house, but I'm pretty impressed by it.
Little Rider
I have been horribly remiss in posting. We have not been taking many pictures lately somehow. The past two weekends have sadly been dominated by a nasty stomach flu, which hopefully has now run its course. We have made it out for a little exploring. J. took this photo at Lacy Park a week and half ago. Jack is an expert on his trike now. J. and the kids made it around the park's loop, a whooping 3/4 of a mile. Okay, there were a few pit stops, still it's an impressive ride for 3 year olds.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
More Ballerina
Our Painter
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Our Trip to Mars
Monday, May 2, 2011
Olvera Street
The Ballerina
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Sadie had her first ballet class on Saturday. Or, it might be more appropriate to say that Sadie witnessed her first ballet class on Saturday. She spent 95% of the class standing stone still. Sadie was in absolute awe and did not move until the very end of the class when she raised her hands. That move alone seemed like a triumph. After the class she said that her friends were dancing, but she couldn't dance because her body was tired.
I'm excited to see if next week she might move up to moving her feet. Despite her lack of movement, she loved the class and is very eager to go back to Miss Donna's class next week.
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