Back to School

After ignoring my suggestions for some time, last weekend RR decided she actually did want to learn how to ride a bicycle without training wheels. The first day was pretty slow and there were several crashes. The next day she made it around the block without crashing, and the following day she made it around the block without stopping. Progress! It has been quite warm this week, but now she can't wait to ride after school.

  RR: Daddy, let's go bike riding.
  D: Sweetie, it is 90 degrees outside, let's wait until it's cooler.
  RR: It is not ninety Dad now, it really isn't, look. See? It says... eight.. nine.. nine...
  D: Uh, 89.9 is still pretty close to 90, sweetie. Let's wait for it to cool off a little bit more.
  RR: Ok... (sits in front of clock / thermometer)

Coming home from school, she proudly announced that she (and her Dumbo the Elephant, as it was Stuffed Animal Day) answered the phone in her 1st grade classroom. That was her job this week. Thoughtfully, she said:

  RR: Daddy, wouldn't it be funny if there was a phone that had one button for every person in the world? It would be a huge phone!  ...It would be almost impossible to carry it.

Meanwhile, little K the 3-year old can surprise me... I was getting hungry after an hour at the "quick trip to the park" before dinner so I was trying to get her off the playground:

  D: C'mon sweetie, let's go. It's been a long time. Mommy will wonder what happened to us.
  K: Why don't you just text her?

I didn't even know she knew that word, I don't think I've ever used it at home.. it's a new generation. But on the other hand, the more things change, the more they stay the same.

  Mom: K, finish up your cereal.
  K: I can't, I have a tummy ache!
  M: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. Why don't you rest over here.
  K: Ok. (settles herself on the sofa)  ...Can I have some Fruit Snacks^® ?
  M: I thought you said you had a tummyache !?
  K: No, my tummy ache is just for cereal, not for fruit snacks.

Choreography

RR has shown little interest in any kind of dance, since a brief stint in a ballet/tap/jazz class for 3/4 year olds some time ago. So we were quite surprised to see her performing vaguely ballet-like dance moves in the living room today. Even more so, when (after bumping into the table) she announced that she needed to plan out her dance and write it down, before performing it. Which she proceeded to do:

It may be more fun to imagine on your own what these hieroglyphs mean, but for the record she read this as "First you turn around a lot, then you walk on your tiptoes, do a leap, balance on one foot* and then for the grand finale, the cloud leap."  This last move needed a horizontal bar (daddy's arm would do) that she could flop over.    *(apparently an arabesque, with rear leg horizontal)

After practicing this choreography a few times, she declared that she needed to do another dance. This one involved some aerials with her sister's dolly which was later thrown toward a distant target, and something termed a "rainbow leap" at the end.  Sister K attempted to do the dance as well, although I think was distracted by the need to rescue dolly.