Rebekah has been on Sunday night pancake duty. Recently she moved on to her next stage: shapes. May I present: Sunday Night Mustache, by Rebekah WillaMay Walker. Truly a work of art.
There's been a lot of time for tickles with the new Sunday schedule.
And also pillow forts... (that's Don sleeping in the middle of said fort).
Family snuggle time in said fort. I mean why should Don be the only one sleeping?
Speaking of sleeping, Rebekah asked me to take a picture of her in the dark, going to bed. It was a great introduction to concept of a camera flash. "What... was.. THAT...?" Ha!
We're still working on honing our eating skills. But I ask you: what is more sweet than my little snuggly covered in chocolate?
We've had several snow days. And what do we do on snow day? Eat lunch with dad. Which usually includes ice cream.
Rebekah has been all about the cone lately. (Love the ice cream drizzles. And the Anna bandage that is covering the tiniest of paper cuts. But whatever keeps her from tears!)
Speaking of snow days, one Sunday morning we awoke to find a bunch of snow; more than I've seen in a while. And it was cold. Below freezing. However, Don took one for the team and started the shoveling.
He wasn't quite happy about it though. All in the line of duty.
Eventually we switched on and off, having only one shovel, one of us going inside to rest and thaw while the other takes the cold and snow. Although Don did the most I was able to lighten the load. In all it took us almost 3 hours to do just the driveway. We decided not to do the entryway to the house on account of anyone being out visiting at these temperatures has got to be insane and we shouldn't encouraging that behavior anyway.
Rebekah wanted to go out and play. She had some fun. For about 5 minutes. Then she realized what below 0 feels like and quickly came back in.
We are still getting use to our heat pump vs furnace. I find it doesn't heat as well and am constantly cold. Rebekah apparently agrees and decided to show off her grammy's made hat during our nightly under-covers-snuggle and books.
So many snow days, only so many shows per day. But Rebekah kept busy....
School projects and I have a bad relationship. I literally cringe in anticipation when Rebekah brings home paperwork, only breathing a sigh of relief when there is no project announcement in said paperwork. One Friday I found the 100th day of school assignment, which was due on Wednesday. Seriously people. I'm guessing the teachers knew this one was coming up and they could have given us poor parents more time, but no.
So I went back and forth and came up with an idea of sewing 100 snips of yarn in bows on her shirt. Don suggested we put 100 of Rebekah's favorite books on her shirt. Don's idea carried the day and I went to work compiling all the books. We got labels and I wrote out 100 books while Rebekah placed them on the shirt. They are very organized in book series (we stuck to only favorite series to keep it easier). It turned out quite nice.
However, in the picture Rebekah's teacher took and sent through the class social media, Rebekah's shirt was glaringly sticker-less. I looked at the time of said picture and it was 9 am. I dropped her off at school only 45 minutes ago. Apparently she took them all of once she was there. There may have been a tear or two on my part, but I also learned my lesson and will not care so much about school projects any more. At least until the next one comes and we start this all over again. Deep breath. She's got 11 more years of this....
Looks like in spite of hating school with a passion that includes tears and fits when having to go, Rebekah is doing quite well in school.
And then there was the time our shower quit draining.... When we moved here we immediately had problems. The plumber said he thought the guy doing the tiles had his helpers put the grout down the drain and there was a build up. They snaked it to open the drain and we were good for about a year then it stopped draining again. This time the guy they had come to snake it broke through the pipe and trouble ensued. Got to love new houses, eh?
Rebekah's continuing onward with her ice skating skills:
And finally, I can't think of a better last January picture than this one Rebekah drew for a girl who decided to give a book series that she outgrew to Rebekah. I love the love.
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