sophia and olivia

Sunday, April 5, 2009

As Good As It Gets...

Well there are no pro sports in Williamsburg. There is no beach. Downtown consists of our house and the Wawa. But say what you will, the world came to Williamsburg this spring in the eyes of Sophia. Sesame Place has arrived at Busch Gardens and today when Sophia got to hug Real Live Elmo it was quite a moment.

Zoe was there too. She's new- for those of you born earlier than 2000.

Olivia made her first trip to Busch ex-utero. She loved Loch Ness.

Sophia's had a horrible runny nose, probably due to allergies. But luckily the ice cream "made her runny nose better."Good because it was about equal to the price of a visit to the Doctor's office.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Oh to be Two Again...

She has a Dora band-aid across her nose, for the fourth day in a row now. She is wearing a red Elmo shirt with pink fleece pants and her hair is crazy and in her eyes. She is playing "One Man Band" with her drum set and if you look carefully in the background there is Mr. Potato Head on the table with an arm coming out of the top of his head. No wonder Jesus said we have to become like little children to enter the Kingdom. He wants to have a good time.

Things I Never Thought I'd Know About...

This is The Big Truck Book. It has been one of Sophia's favorites for about half her life now. We check it out of the library whenever its available and renew it and pay fines on it way over the amount if would have cost to buy it...It's not my favorite genre of literature. No plot, no characters, no sentences. Just pictures of trucks and their names. Skid steer, Giant Excavator and ....

THE BACKHOE LOADER. In a moment of amazing serendipity we came across this celebrity of the construction trucks while walking home from the library with The Big Truck Book in hand! Sophia and I discussed at length. Was it the Giant Excavator? Or perhaps the Mini Excavator? Was it a cousin to the Bulldozer? We compared pictures and I began to suspect Backhoe Loader only to have it confirmed by the kind men using it to dig holes for trees.

Sensing our excitement The Backhoe Loader Man asked "Do I get a lollipop?" after telling us the name. Not missing a beat, or realizing I was speaking to an adult. I respond "No, lollipops are only for using the potty today." As they all laughed at me I realized what a bizarre Island of Weirdness I exist on with my children. But then I quickly shrugged it off. It may be an Island of Weirdness, but at least on this Island I am Queen.