H's Reading Party

Super Nerds that we are, we throw "reading parties" for our kids when they learn to read. We go all-out. It started with Y, obviously. In his class, they have a "special reader of the day" that reads to the class at the end of the day. He worked really hard on this book, so we decided to reward his efforts with a trophy that we presented him in front of his class with his name engraved and it said "Our Special Reader." With O, we went to Casa Gallardo to eat fried ice cream, and got him a trophy that says "Super Reader, Writer and Speller". H's party consisted of "cake with candles you blow out" and a surprise party in her room. Her trophy says "Champion Reader, Writer and Speller." The trophy store guy thinks we're a bit nuts, but luckily we'll only have one more reading trophy to buy... assuming that I learns how to read!! I can tell they really treasure their trophies, because I just asked O what his trophy says and he recited it to me... even the exact date!!

Magic House and a resolution to blog...

Well, thanks to a Christmas gift from my mom, we are now members of the Magic House. I've always envied people wearing the purple "we're members" stickers. Now, in my head at least, we are the envied ones!! We went Monday and Friday this week. We had a good time. It's really nice not having to rush through everything or even have to get to everything in a day. Monday we spent time in the government and construction part and didn't even go there Friday.

On Monday, I was trying to get O to come out of the giant climbing tree... O, who loves nothing more than to ignore adults. O, oh O... this lady said something to him. He walks away from her. I go "get" him. As we walk away I hear her tell her son... "oh, no wonder he didn't listen to me, he didn't understand me." *Translation* THAT MUSLIM LADY DOES NOT SPEAK ENGLISH. THEREFORE, HER SON DOES NOT SPEAK ENGLISH. THAT MUST BE WHY HER SON DIDN'T LISTEN TO ME." I felt a little guilty for just smiling a bit and walking away.

Friday was much more hectic and I braved it alone, without Haroon. Possibly a mistake. Possibly set a precedence that I am somehow able to manage all four by myself. We had fun. We got to go up to the "old" part. My favorite part. Especially, the room where you jump up and the Much more strict, stay next to me, no you can't go off by yourself, I don't care what dad lets you do kind of fun. But, fun still! I look forward to many more trips this year. Many, many, many more trips.