Feb 25, 2007
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When Hannah rides her scooter in the front yard, I make her ring the doorbell every three times she passes our house. Each time she rings the doorbell I yell "thank you" she answers back and etc...Now when our doorbell rings for any reason or there is a doorbell on t.v. Claire yells at the top of her voice "taint tu"
When Claire is through eating, she MUST get down from her booster chair and buckle the safety belt. If I beat her too the punch, because we are in a hurry and she takes a little bit, it is too much for her to bear and she falls down in the floor saying her word for open. Now even Hannah doesn't try to help her buckle the strap. Hopefully she will grow out of that soon.
She loves to play peek a boo with the little girl who lives on the other side of the oven door. She also loves to "talk" to the little girl who lives on the other side of our back door leading into the garage.
She BELIEVES that the little Chinese girls in her favorite video are listening to her sing and watching her dance. She has the video memorized and does the dancing before the girls on the video do them.
She will now do without whatever she is asking for if she has to say please or thank you. It truly is funny to watch a child walk away from candy because she doesn't want to say the word. No fit throwing, crying, just simple disinterest.
She has three words that sounds EXACTLY alike...elmo, almost, and animal....I NEVER get it right on the first, second, try...
She still will not bite a noodle off...she slurps the whole thing in. We have been buying our noodles from a Chinese market in town and they are really long.
Everyone is well and happy. Hannah can't wait for school to be over...she seems to be struggling with more responsibility given to her at school. I try to tell her it is because she is so bright, but she doesn't like to hear it.
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Claire is feeling much better...fever, coughing, and LOTS of snot. I was afraid it would settle in her lungs, but we avoided that. Now my hope is that we don't have anyone else sick in the family.
The picture where she is holding up her hands, is the way she asks to be held. She says, "hod you" and holds up her hands. Pretty adorable if you ask me.
Hannah brought home a class selection list for MIDDLE SCHOOL. It about broke my heart. I remember her first day of kindergarten and can't believe she will be going to 6th grade next yr! Where do the yrs go?
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