Am I Big?

Alathea puts this question to me from time to time to confirm her "big girl" status. Apparently little is worse, when one is 2 going on 3, than being accused of regression. So when Sophia says, "When you're big, you'll go to my school," Alathea requires reassurance that although she can never completely catch up with a sister who's 2.5 years older, she too, in her own way, has crossed the threshold from baby to big. Following is a recent reminder from our morning visiting the preschool Alathea will attend in January.

Making an angel

Dressing up as a princess

Patches

Here's Sophia's latest look, two hours per day, for the next two months. Although wearing glasses has improved her vision in both eyes, her brain is still relying on the image from the left eye (which is perfect with glasses) too much, and there's a big gap between the acuity in each eye. So "patching" forces Sophia's brain to use the weaker eye more, and so improve its vision. Watch this space...

If your child must wear a patch, at least the medical industry has done all they can to make it child-friendly--sparkly patches with different patterns, and a princess poster to fill up with your used patches. We'll show you what her dress looks like when it's finished...

Mini-Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving was a modest affair for us, as we don't have time off and Wes is up to his eyeballs with work for his degree. Still when my parents visited last weekend we were able to have a fairly simple but yummy meal together and put autumnal leaves, listing things for which we thank God, on our "Thanksgiving Tree." That's what Thanksgiving's really about to me, anyway, so I'm happy with our mini-Thanksgiving celebration.

 

 

 

 

Spotty Day

Last Friday at Sophia's school, children who wanted to could come with spotty faces and a donation for charity. Here was our attempt. Getting out the door on time is usually hard enough; I was wondering how face-painting (with a wiggling/talking 5-year-old and curious 2-year-old stepping on my feet and bumping my arm for a better look) would add into the mix. We started earlier and were also helped by Daddy making the girls' breakfasts and Sophia's lunch before he left for work.