Farah starts kindergarten!

Farah started kindergarten recently and has loved it! She got Ms. Harendza, who seems incredibly nice. I was disappointed at first to see that her friends were all in another class and I wasn't crazy about the looks of some of her classmates. Farah didn't seem fazed though and has already met a good friend, Isabella, whom Farah keeps calling Emily Elizabeth!

On the third day of kindergarten, Farah wasn't feeling well (the stomach flu had been going through the house), but she seemed up to going to school. She was okay when I dropped her off at Trisha's, but she got sick on the bus! The poor baby threw up on the way to school. She caught the throw up in her dress because she didn't know what else to do. When she got to school, she carried it off the bus in her dress. Thankfully, they cleaned her up and gave her a change of clothes. Trisha was able to go and get her and I picked her up shortly after they got home. She ended up missing the next three days of kindergarten! It's been a rough start to the beginning of the year.

Farah 8/13

Last night after prayers, Farah said, "you know what really nice thing I done tonight?" I couldn't really think of anything, but I asked her what she had done. She said, "I didn't give you any of my cherries tonight because I didn't want to stain your shirt." How thoughtful:)

August '13

After breakfast I read the kids The Gardener, which was a book we recently got from the library. It was a beautiful book written in a series of letters from a little girl to her family during the depression. As we were getting near the end, I saw Farah's eyes getting misty. We had one final letter to read, and Blake announces, "I got poop on my finger." Way to kill the moment. He did proceed to poop on the potty (for the second time). He's good about pooping on the potty, but he wants to spend a solid 20 minutes in there. I can only sing the bumblebee song so many times.

We went to the Frederick County fair tonight. Farah and Blake rode rides and Lenah was a great sport about staying up late. I love, love, love this age with Lenah. One thing I  will not miss however is nursing a baby in the grass behind a carnival ride. On the way home there was a little scuffle about their choice of movies. Farah wanted to watch Annie Oakley (from the library) and Blake didn't want me to take out his movie about helicopters. I told him sometimes we have to share movies. I was surprised when he laughed after hearing this, instead of pitching a fit. Then I understood, he said, "we have to share boobies!" What a boy.