It's hard to believe, but today my daughter Emma is nine years old.
We celebrated her birthday this morning in true Rhinelander-Bragg style, by waking her up to "Happy Birthday" as we turned the lights on. She was sleepy-eyed but beaming as she sat up in her pajamas. She opened her presents right there in bed.
She'll be getting her big gift later this week, when Jon comes home. He's taking her roller blade-shopping.
For the past three years she's made due with adjustable roller blades I'd picked up at a lucky thrift sale. But I don't think we can justify her squeezing her feet into those old skates another year.
She'll be able to wear the new roller blades Friday night, when we take her and three friends skating at the roller rink in Eau Claire.
Of course, as it does every year, Emma's birthday follows the fun chaos of Halloween weekend.
Friday afternoon Jon, Leila, and I went to the kids' school and watched their Halloween parade. The elementary-age kids all put on their costumes and march around the school building, down the halls and in and out of classrooms.
Emma was a "bat-erina" (a mix between a bat and a ballerina).
Michael had originally wanted to be Hercule Poirot, but changed his mind after seeing this quirky "Woopie Cushion" costume at Walmart. I do believe his was the only woopie cushion costume at school (imagine that).
Leila's costume was simple (and didn't cost us a penny). She had inherited a little Minnie Mouse hoodie from "big" cousin Broo
k, so we just had her wear that (adding a nose and whiskers to her little face with a black marker). Very serviceable and cute as a button.
Halloween day was a busy one for us. Before trick-or-treating, Emma had her first basketball tournament. Her team played games against teams from three neighboring communities, including Menomonie and Chippewa Falls.
The girls did very well. They scored lots of baskets, including one that Emma made. She's the second tallest girl on her team and (surprise, surprise) very agressive in her attempts to steal the ball from other pla
yers. She has at least four more of these tournaments in November and December. Susan should be able to see her play when she comes for a visit (and if this weekend was any indication, those should be very fun games to watch).
Unfortunately, the tournament h
ad a negative effect on Leila's napping schedule. By the time we were home and the older kids had changed into costumes for trick-or-treating, Leila's crankiness had us deciding that her and I should maybe stay home rather than come along.
So Jon took the kids out for trick-or-treating in Colfax, and after a few hours they came home with big bags of candy.
Over the weekend we had lots of wind, so most of the leaves around here have fallen. There are still a number of oaks with thei
r rusty brown leaves, but other than that the trees look pretty skeletal.
Where does the time go?
We celebrated her birthday this morning in true Rhinelander-Bragg style, by waking her up to "Happy Birthday" as we turned the lights on. She was sleepy-eyed but beaming as she sat up in her pajamas. She opened her presents right there in bed.
She'll be getting her big gift later this week, when Jon comes home. He's taking her roller blade-shopping.
For the past three years she's made due with adjustable roller blades I'd picked up at a lucky thrift sale. But I don't think we can justify her squeezing her feet into those old skates another year.
She'll be able to wear the new roller blades Friday night, when we take her and three friends skating at the roller rink in Eau Claire.
Of course, as it does every year, Emma's birthday follows the fun chaos of Halloween weekend.
Friday afternoon Jon, Leila, and I went to the kids' school and watched their Halloween parade. The elementary-age kids all put on their costumes and march around the school building, down the halls and in and out of classrooms.
Emma was a "bat-erina" (a mix between a bat and a ballerina).
Michael had originally wanted to be Hercule Poirot, but changed his mind after seeing this quirky "Woopie Cushion" costume at Walmart. I do believe his was the only woopie cushion costume at school (imagine that).Leila's costume was simple (and didn't cost us a penny). She had inherited a little Minnie Mouse hoodie from "big" cousin Broo
k, so we just had her wear that (adding a nose and whiskers to her little face with a black marker). Very serviceable and cute as a button.Halloween day was a busy one for us. Before trick-or-treating, Emma had her first basketball tournament. Her team played games against teams from three neighboring communities, including Menomonie and Chippewa Falls.
The girls did very well. They scored lots of baskets, including one that Emma made. She's the second tallest girl on her team and (surprise, surprise) very agressive in her attempts to steal the ball from other pla
yers. She has at least four more of these tournaments in November and December. Susan should be able to see her play when she comes for a visit (and if this weekend was any indication, those should be very fun games to watch).Unfortunately, the tournament h
ad a negative effect on Leila's napping schedule. By the time we were home and the older kids had changed into costumes for trick-or-treating, Leila's crankiness had us deciding that her and I should maybe stay home rather than come along. So Jon took the kids out for trick-or-treating in Colfax, and after a few hours they came home with big bags of candy.
Over the weekend we had lots of wind, so most of the leaves around here have fallen. There are still a number of oaks with thei
r rusty brown leaves, but other than that the trees look pretty skeletal.We've started raking and cleaning up the flower beds and garden.
Well, Happy November! We're looking forward to seeing everyone at Laurie's house, later this month!
1 comment:
all of the kids look great! please tell emma that we said happy birthday and that we'll save her birthday spanks for thanksgiving. ha!
lulu
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