The oldest gets her own post

On kindness . . . .

When Mira wasn't quite well enough for church, and thus didn't get to bring home anything fun from Primary, Liesl drew and cut out this giant person for her.

On risque self portraits . . . .

Okay, I probably shouldn't find this funny, but I do.  That's a shot of the V in her collar.

And her leg.  Va va voom!

On keeping herself quiet for bedtime . . . .


Seriously, she did this to herself and then slept like this.

On losing two teeth. . . .

This was right after having two cavities filled. . . the lucky girl didn't even have a lopsided smile. Anyway, she's lost both of her front, bottom teeth, but she's never had a gap to show for it because those permanent teeth were already grown in.

On hair and problem-solving . . . .

This one actually deserves a little more explanation.  But first, she's started doing her own hair, and she takes great pains getting her bangs to curl just so around her eye:

I'm all about independence around here.  Anyway, on to the problem. . .

She got a simple squirt toy a few weeks back, but while she loved it, she left it in the front yard not four feet from the street (next to a bus stop, no less) for a number of days.  I reminded her once or twice it was there, but she ignored me.  Then one day last week, I pointed out that the toy was gone. Of course, she cried and was mad, but I told her there was nothing to do about it.  And no, I had nothing to do with the disappearance.

Then she came up with the idea of making a sign.  Since she came up with the idea, I thought we may as well go for it.  She dictated some long sentence to me, but I summarized it and wrote it on a slip of paper for her to copy onto a sign.  It ties in to the hair picture because she drew the stick figures of herself with a very careful curl just around the eye.  It looks like a nose.

You're probably asking whether the sign worked.  It did!  Two full school days later, we found the squirt toy thrown onto the grass.  While I think it would've been a valuable lesson to have had a neglected toy stolen, there's nothing quite like the satisfaction she got from solving her own problem.  Good job!

And other things, too . . . .

Hey, if the hat fits. . . !

She wanted to cut flowers with this baby, but when I pointed out how big it was (by showing her this picture), she agreed it wasn't safe to use.

Parachuting off our front terrace.  I like my camera.