Day of the Badger
Petra the Wonder Badger is TWO YEARS OLD today! If you ask her how old she is, she holds up one finger on each hand and says, "I'm TWO!" She's a trip, bossing us around all the time and getting into (and climbing) everything. She's a master climber and getter-into-er. She's definitely my most toddlerlike toddler, in that she behaves more like the updates on BabyCenter say she will behave, running away in stores and the occasional tantrum. P calls her a sour patch kid because she's sassy and bad on the outside, but actually quite sweet.
She sings a lot, mostly Bohemian Rhapsody ("Mama mia, LET GO!") and "I Like To Move it." She also performs songs of her own creation like "Smell My Stinky Feet" and "My Chewy Chewy Mine." The kids agree that she is the cutest person ever, although she is constantly trying to wrestle Ezra and knock him down. This is the natural consequence of his version of "snuggling," and while he protests at times, he loves it.
Speaking of Big Ez, he has a girlfriend, who informed him that he is her boyfriend. He said that was fine as long as he wasn't expected to DO anything, a stipulation to which she agreed. All was going well until another little girl decided SHE wanted to be his girlfriend last week, and now they're squabbling over his lack of attentions. He finds first grade to be "not exactly rocket science," and is enjoying himself. He's also finally joined the Scouts after years of waiting to be old enough, and celebrated his inauguration by winning his den's Raingutter Regatta with his Teen Titans-themed boat.
Anya is well and enjoying fourth grade, but is slightly inconvenienced by having broken her finger last weekend. She went on the Father-daughter camping trip with Girl Scouts and broke it playing football the first night. Not wanting to come home, she didn't let on that it hurt until Sunday, at which time I got the Most Lax Parent in the ER Award for taking a kid with a two-days-broken finger for treatment. I suppose this balances with when I took Ez to the ER in the summer for a tick bite that turned out to be a serious infection but they acted like I was crazily overprotective.
And thus is the state of the children on this fine Day of the Badger.
She sings a lot, mostly Bohemian Rhapsody ("Mama mia, LET GO!") and "I Like To Move it." She also performs songs of her own creation like "Smell My Stinky Feet" and "My Chewy Chewy Mine." The kids agree that she is the cutest person ever, although she is constantly trying to wrestle Ezra and knock him down. This is the natural consequence of his version of "snuggling," and while he protests at times, he loves it.
Speaking of Big Ez, he has a girlfriend, who informed him that he is her boyfriend. He said that was fine as long as he wasn't expected to DO anything, a stipulation to which she agreed. All was going well until another little girl decided SHE wanted to be his girlfriend last week, and now they're squabbling over his lack of attentions. He finds first grade to be "not exactly rocket science," and is enjoying himself. He's also finally joined the Scouts after years of waiting to be old enough, and celebrated his inauguration by winning his den's Raingutter Regatta with his Teen Titans-themed boat.
Anya is well and enjoying fourth grade, but is slightly inconvenienced by having broken her finger last weekend. She went on the Father-daughter camping trip with Girl Scouts and broke it playing football the first night. Not wanting to come home, she didn't let on that it hurt until Sunday, at which time I got the Most Lax Parent in the ER Award for taking a kid with a two-days-broken finger for treatment. I suppose this balances with when I took Ez to the ER in the summer for a tick bite that turned out to be a serious infection but they acted like I was crazily overprotective.
And thus is the state of the children on this fine Day of the Badger.