Sunday, March 10, 2013

Ultimate Road Trip Day 6: On the Road Again

Sunday morning came early, thanks to my late night and the time change.  Good thing my iPhone corrects itself automatically; otherwise I'd be lost on this trip.  We had a big breakfast at the hotel buffet with all the family, except Natalee and Carson of course.  Then back to our room for laundry folding and careful repacking for the rest of our trip.  We also hung out with some remaining Hickmans - Dan, Jenice, and China - until the noon checkout deadline.  We texted Brad, Ed's brother that lives in Utah, and all descended on his house and family for lunch.  Saturday had been so wedding-centric that many of us had not had the chance to properly catch up, so it was a great chance to do so in a smaller, more relaxed setting.  When there are eight brothers and sisters, and half are married with children, there is always lots of news.

After lunch we rolled out of Salt Lake and were back on our road trip.  We headed way south on I-15, only stopping for gas and DQ blizzards - the essentials.  Then east towards Springdale, and the mighty rocks and canyons of Zion National Park.
Our first view of things to come in Zion
We had dinner in Springdale, with some really amazing garlic sauteed mushrooms for an appetizer - one of the best things I've eaten on this trip.  Then, after dark, on into the Park.  We checked into Zion Lodge, where the girls promptly conked out, and I struggled to get some internet connection, to no avail.  Also exhausted, I gave up and fell into maybe my deepest sleep yet.

Daily Report
Miles: 320
DVD:  Bill Nye the Science Guy - The Sun & Light
Activity:  Travel Bingo
Poppy: mini Groovy Girl doll
Snack: Happy Hippos
High Point:  Ed - time with family; Kari - first views of Zion; Hazel - playing with Aspen, Uncle Brad's dog; Ginger - dinner (she had a cheeseburger); Poppy - same as Hazel, playing with Aspen
Low Point:  How crazy the girls were in the hotel room, and we realized we had failed to run them around during a rest stop that afternoon.

Saturday, March 09, 2013

Ultimate Road Trip Day 5: Wedding Day

This was the big day, the whole reason we were here.  Also the first day all week I didn't set my alarm, and got to sleep in until the glorious hour of 7:30.  After a hearty breakfast from the hotel buffet, with family and cousins we hadn't seen in years, I slipped away to a spa down the road at which I had scheduled myself an appointment weeks ago.  90-minute deep tissue massage followed by an express manicure.  I'd earned it.  Deep purple nail polish to match the wedding colors.  And the bruises on my back. 

I picked up some lunch for the kids on the way back to the hotel, and then things really started to get crazy.  Natalee and her parents were running off to the temple, hair done and wedding dress in hand.  Some of her friends were there, thankfully, to help us and watch our kids while we changed and ran off to the temple ourselves.  We left them behind to dress our girls and do their hair, and meet us at the temple later, after the ceremony. 

We were driving with Ed's sister and her husband, also not from that area.  Only in Utah can you go to the wrong temple because there are so many close together.  We were supposed to go to the Oquirrh Moutain Temple, but we saw one on our way that we thought was it, and pulled in only to realize it was the Jordan River Temple.  U-turn.  The one we wanted was 7 minutes further down the road.  Crazy. 

But we got there in plenty of time, and even were able to squish into some seats in the sealing room.  Temple ceremonies are considered sacred so we don't talk about them in detail outside the temple.  But the room was gorgeous, with frosted and beveled glass windows nearly floor to ceiling along one wall, casting the most beautiful natural light onto Natalee and Carson, and everyone else in the room.  The sealing ceremony itself is very short and simple, but beforehand, the man performing the ceremony, called a sealer, had quite a lengthy bit of advice for the happy couple.  I was in tears of course by the end, feeling the Spirit strongly, so happy for them, also reliving my own wedding day with Ed.  I loved sitting close to him, holding his hand.

Natalee and Carson coming out of the temple as husband and wife.

The Oquirrh Moutain temple is up on a hill, and it was dang windy that day, so it was kind of crazy doing pictures outside with everyone.  Windy.  Cold.  Millions of kids.  But we were all so happy for them we didn't care.  At least I didn't. Plus my blood runs hot and I wasn't cold.  The girls' babysitters showed up with the girls, perfectly dressed and tressed, complete with peacock feather hair clips specially made for them to go with the peacock-color wedding scheme. 

All eight of the Hickman siblings
 Then things got a little hazy.   A lot of Carson's family was going to the church to cut fruit and otherwise continue decorating for the reception.  Hickmans were also supposed to go to the church, for family photos with the wedding photographer.  I had to take the babysitters back to the hotel to get their car, plus I had slated the afternoon to do laundry, so I had to at least take it out of the machines at the hotel.  Then rush back to the church for pictures.  By the time that was all over, it was less than 2 hours until the reception, and not worth hauling the kids back to the hotel, then back again.  So we found a big room at one end of the church and kind of set up camp.  IPads. Movies on laptops.  Goody bags one thoughtful aunt had prepared.  I had a terrible headache, having not eaten lunch, and also being in Utah, so I lay down with Ginger's coat as a pillow and Hazel's as a blanket, and tried to rest.  The afternoon is kind of a blur. 

The Hickman hangout room, wedding day afternoon

The reception was great, as receptions go.  It's hard to have a receiving line because the line gets so long so fast.  But otherwise does everyone get to talk to the bride and groom?  I don't know.  The refreshments were all kinds of Rice Krispie treats, hello, yum, and fruit kabobs.  Hazel thought the whole thing was very romantic.  We left after an hour to get our kids into bed, late again.  Once they were asleep, Ed went upstairs to hang out with his brother, promising to check on them sometimes, and I drove north to Salt Lake to hang out with my high school BF, Adrienne, who has lived there for the last 13 years or so.  Connecting with her is like renewing my roots.  I saw her cool house, met her son for the first time, who is 6 months older than Poppy, then we went out to have something to eat and talk.  Motherhood, marriage, Utah, growing older, children, high school memories, church, future, etc.  We are still more alike than different, and to be like Adrienne makes me feel like a wonderful person.  Too bad I got back after midnight, only to remember I had to lose another hour thanks to daylight savings. 

Daily Report
Miles: 60+/-
No surprise bag today; not a travel day
High Point:  Being in the temple
Low Point:  Afternoon headache

Friday, March 08, 2013

Ultimate Road Trip Day 4: Arrivals

Everyone can breathe deep; the cliffhanger is over!  Various connectivity problems had us offline for a few days, but we're kinda sorta back online and I'm backdating our daily reports.  Unfortunately no pics for now, though.

Ed arrived just as planned, but I was conked out, the sleep aid I bought in Kansas having worked just as planned as well.  We woke super early , 5 a.m., and studied all weather reports, then hit the road as soon as we could in hopes of avoiding the worst of winter storm Triton.  Driving into the moutains from Denver was like deja vu, coming home, and something new all at once.  I had memories of driving certain stretches with certain people, certain times of year, headed to different destinations, all during last decade.  But it was new to show the girls the beautiful moutains, the ski lifts, the Eisenhower Tunnel.  I haven't driven from one side of the mountains straight to the other side in many years, and I was surprised how short it really was.  We were in Glenwood Springs by 10 in the morning.

It was also fun to see Ed totally in his element.  That man loves the mountains.  I already knew this about him, but it was the first time he has been able to share the Rockies with the girls.  He would point things out, "Look girls!  See how the ice melts in formations there?"  or "Hey girls, look over here - as we go by you'll be able to see right up that canyon!"  For some reason, I felt a little sorry for him, expecting the girls to mildly not care like I do.  But I was wrong; they ate it up.  "Yeah, Dad, that's so cool!"  Several times Ginger just gushed, "Oh thank you for taking us on this trip; I just love these mountains so much!"  Gratifying indeed.

We had lunch in Fruita, Colorado, at a nicely modern McDonald's with two-story play area, then headed into the barren wasteland that is eastern Utah.  "No Points of Interest" my iExit app said, for 90 miles or so.  Best interstate app ever, by the way.  I have used it constantly on this trip, and it has never failed me.  Gas and snacks in Price, UT, then up over the pass to the western slope of the Wasatch range.  It was sprinkling a bit in Price, then we had a bit of sleet and snow around Soldiers Summit, but on our way back down it was dry again, and that was all we saw of Triton.

Then we hit I-15 near Spanish Fork and we rode north through what I call Bizarreland.  It's just a little unnerving to see ten Mormon steeples in range of the windshield, and that was just on the left side of the highway.  On the right side it was billboards, Wal-Marts, and sprawling sprawl of shopping centers.  Cafe Rio.  Deseret Book.  Smiths.  More Wal-Marts.  It's just been awhile since I was in Utah.

We landed at our hotel in Sandy, just south of Salt Lake, by about 4:30.  Just enough time to unload, regroup, change clothes, drop our kids off at a church where Ed's brother and sister-in-law had arranged babysitting, and get to another church 20 minutes away where they were having the rehearsal dinner.  We were only 20 minutes late. 

The dinner was lovely.  I hadn't seen Natalee, Ed's sister the bride, in four years.  I had never met her fiance.  She, he, his parents, everyone's relatives, were wonderful.  The worst part, though, was when the groom's father called me out from the microphone as the woman who had driven alone with three small children to be there.  "She must be a saint or crazy," he said.  I didn't like those choices. 

During dessert there was a short prrogram, with a slideshow of baby and growing up pictures of them both, then each of them had two siblings speak, then both sets of parents, then Natalee and Carson themselves.  It made me laugh, it made me cry.  Each told various stories about them both, then they got up and told everyone the story of them, which I was really glad for because I'd only had bits and pieces from a distance.  It was fun to hear the story from beginning to end, the night before their wedding. 

As usual, we got the kids to bed too late, and fell asleep exhausted ourselves. 

Daily Report
Miles: 510
DVD:  Wallace & Grommit
Activity:  Word Find books
Poppy:  Cinderella & Prince Little People set
Snack: Trader Joe's Peanut Butter-Filled Pretzels
High Point:  Waking up to find Ed in bed next to me
Low Point:  After lunch when we all had to be quiet in the car while Ed was on a work call for like an hour.  It was nice to have him with us, but he was cramping our style and our schedule for a bit.

Thursday, March 07, 2013

Ultimate Road Trip Day 3: Rocky Moutain "Hi"

It turns out the Tooth Fairy does find people on vacation; she just changes her m.o.  She leaves the tooth under the pillow, for a keepsake, and puts a surprise for the kid under a cup in the bathroom (fifty cents in our case.)  It's good to know.

Sometimes when I take the girls out, to a public place - restaurant, store, etc. - I get the comment, "You've got your hands full!"  I think people are being kind of friendly, kind of sympathetic.  I find it funny because almost everyone I know has more kids than me, and none of them think I have my hands full.  Then we go somewhere new, and it's interesting to see what other people see. 

I wouldn't say I've got my hands full.  I'd say I am just one part of a happily well-oiled machine.

We flew across Kansas today.  I thought it would take all day to get to Denver, like it has taken all day to get to our other destinations.  But I failed to take a few things into account.  Like, the speed limit is 75mph the whole way.  There are no cities, and therefore no city traffic, in the span.  And you gain an hour in time zones when you enter Colorado.  So, we left our hotel nice and early and made 150 miles before our morning rest stop, where we played on ice patches, ran relays, and everyone found the perfect pine cone.
We made another 200 before lunch, which consisted of McDonald's happy meals and a stop into WalMart for lollipops, blank notebooks, and sleeping pills (I am still not sleeping well.)  We never even made our afternoon rest stop because we were so close, and we checked into our hotel near the airport at the heavenly hour of 3:30 p.m. local time.  The girls watched cartoons while I laid on my back with my eyes closed for an hour, then made some calls and checked things on the internet.

Not that it didn't feel like a long day.  Kansas is one long, flat state.  A couple of bluffs offered variety, and a few miles of wind turbines were the landscape highlight of the day.  I can't cross Kansas without thinking of my friend Jenny Trapp.  She was my church friend when I was about Hazel's age.  I liked her because she was freckled and tomboyish and made me laugh, which made church way more fun.  When we were ten she moved to Lawrence, KS, and became my first pen pal.  We wrote each other funny letters for a couple of years, and then when I was 12 I got to fly by myself to visit her.  We went to a music camp at the University of Kansas for a week, and goofed off whenever we were home.  After that, you know how those years are.  Letters trickle off.  Your personality and social life shift a lot.  We completely lost touch.

In 1998, I was running a 5K race at BYU.  A girl fell into pace and asked if she could run with me; we struck up a conversation as we jogged.  Turned out she was from Lawrence, so I excitedly asked if she happened to know Jenny.  She said she did, and was sorry to be the one to tell me Jenny had committed suicide the year before.  I was, of course, shocked.  Immediately remorseful at losing touch.

A few years later I was in Lawrence for an academic conference.  I looked up Jenny's parents in the phone book, and sat, holding the phone, wondering if I should call.  I didn't know if they would remember me, or what I would possibly say.  I lost my nerve, and never dialed that number.  This is a sad story, and I relived it today as I drove across that great middle state.  But when it was done, I went back to Jenny as I knew her - athletic, fun, goofy, and a really great friend with neat handwriting.  I picture her in a high-collar white blouse, gold necklace, and flowered corduroy skirt, with a classic 80's bi-level haircut.  I like thinking about her.  No one so great should be forgotten.

As of this writing, Ed made his train, which means he should make his flight, which means he will be joining us here sometime after midnight.  Tomorrow we have to haul our rears over the mountains and hopefully to Salt Lake in time for the rehearsal dinner.  Besides his stimulating company, I am looking forward to having his help with 1) rest stops, 2) driving, and 3) teeth brushing.  Hotel sinks are surprisingly tall, and with no step stools provided, it is a real pain to lift everyone up for prolonged swishing and spitting. 

I'm super happy to be in Denver.  I love it here; it's where Ed and I were married.  We lived in Boulder for 6 years, which is the only place in Colorado cooler than Denver.  I'm not necessarily super happy to be driving into a snowstorm in the mountains tomorrow, but it can't be helped.  We had dinner tonight with my friends Kat and Margaret (and our collective eight kids.)  Catching up with them was phenomenal, we just picked up where we left off, as is always the case with true friends.

Daily Report
Miles: 546
DVD:  Kiki's Delivery Service
Activity: IQ Fit and IQ Twist 
Poppy: her favorite toy phone from home, which I've been hiding for 2 weeks so it would seem like new
Snack: Ring Pops
High Point:  Hazel - watching Kiki; Ginger - "Everything.  It was my favorite day."; Poppy - "driving" and bringing Tyrone into the hotel; Kari - at first it was spotting my first mountain from about 100 miles east of Denver, but in the end it was, of course, seeing my friends
Low Point: Enviously watching Poppy take two substantial naps in the car, and realizing just how tired I am

Wednesday, March 06, 2013

Ultimate Road Trip Day 2: Mesmerized by Highway Lines

I didn't sleep well last night.  Poppy started talking in her sleep at 1:30 a.m., loud enough and long enough to wake me fully, but luckily the other girls slept through.  When I closed my eyes to go back to sleep, all I could see were highway lines coming at me, like in a video game, coming faster and faster until I swerved off the road.  Over and over again.  Plus the heater was suffocating me.  I turned it down, but it was a long while before I could go back to sleep. 

Which led to a late start this morning, but we still did our best.  Patches of sunshine, our first of the trip, started to peekaboo mid-morning in Illinois.  Other than that, it was not as picturesque as yesterday, but we rocked out our license plate book.  We've spotted plates from 27 states, including Maine, Texas, and even Alaska. 

I forgot how miserable it is driving into the sun, especially at the end of a long day, and when it glares off the road.  I think my face is sunburned.  Or possibly having a reaction to the stale air of the car.  We're in Kansas tonight.  A salad at Qdoba totally hit the spot for dinner.  The girls are excited to sleep in a fold-out sofabed; I'm excited to sleep in a King!
Daily Report
Miles: 594
DVD: Muppets Treasure Island
Activity: Weaving Looms
Poppy: Tyrone doll
Special Snack: Muppets PEZ (Kermit, Animal, Miss Piggy)
High Point:  Hazel - ordering a sub and soda at Subway for lunch; Ginger - opening the surprise bag and getting root beer gummy candy at the truck stop; Poppy - playing with Tyrone on the drive; Kari - finally stopping for the night and pulling Ginger's loose tooth out!
Low Point:  Definitely driving into the glaring sun through Kansas City
Best Sign: "Keep Calm and Visit the National Churchill Museum" in Fulton, MO

Tuesday, March 05, 2013

Ultimate Road Trip Day 1: Comin' atcha from Appalachia

We're on a road trip, did you know?  Chillin' like Dylan with my girlios in Kentucky tonight.  They're on spring break for like a month, and Ed's sister is getting married in Utah, so voila.  Road trip.  Only Ed can't get away until later so he will meet us in Denver in a couple of days.  In the meantime, it's me, the girls, the van, (some wicked good mix CDs), and the open road. 

Long drives are in my blood.  Ask anyone in my family.  And it's been a long time since I went on a good and proper cross-country one.  I had the thought today that I'm finally doing that trip I wanted to do when I was 18, in a VW van, with my hippie friends.  That one never materialized, but this is even better.  Only the details are changed.  I was surprised at the reactions I got from people when they found out I was doing this - awe, and not in a good way.  By YOURSELF?  Are you crazy?  Have you done this before? 

It's not a big deal.  The girls are awesome, I love to be with them, and I'm used to it.  Yeah, I'm tired after a long day, but that's the same as at home.  The only diff is I don't have as good a bed to sleep in. 

Ed and I detailed the car last weekend, inside and out, complete with RainX on the windshield.  I wrote up a daily schedule for the girls and put it in their backseat bin with a travel clock so they can check the time and not have to ask me what's next.  There's a snack bin, cases of water, and a daily surprise bag we open during our morning rest stop; each contains a DVD they've never seen, a special treat/snack, and an activity they've never done (and sometimes a toy or book for Poppy; you can find them in our Daily Report, below.)

This whole time I was planning on taking I-70 out, through Ohio and Indiana.  But we've been watching the weather, and with the snowstorm coming through the Midwest, we decided last night a more southerly route would be prudent.  So we took 66 west to 81 south to 64 west all the way into Kentucky.  I think it was the right choice.  We had some light rain throughout the day, becoming heavier in the afternoon, and only turning to snow the last 10 miles before we stopped for the night.  Tomorrow we'll hook back into 70 at St. Louis.


When visibility was at its worst, due to rain, road spray, and heavy dark cloud cover, I was thankful for two things.  One, the new glasses I got two weeks ago, that have a current prescription and actually help me see clearly.  Two, the RainX'd windshield.  What a difference, night and day. 

Daily Report
Miles: 597
DVD: Felicity - An American Girl Adventure
Activity: National Geographic Ultimate U.S. Road Trip Atlas and License Plates Across the States
Poppy: Tasha's Tea Party
Special Snack: Raspberry Lemonade Fruit Rope Twists
High Point:  Driving through the mountains in West Virginia, and the bridges and rivers around Charleston - gorgeous in a wintery way.  Patches of snow on the ground, and shades of gray, white, gold and amber everywhere.  I was sorry at first to not be in Ohio; I love that drive.  But WV was really beautiful today.
Low Point:  Twenty miles from home, realizing what I'd forgotten - 1) my coat; 2) my allergy eyedrops; 3) the cooler.  No way I was going back, though.

Friday, February 22, 2013

PeeWee Field Trip: Metro (and a bonus Hickman field trip!)

 What I think when I see this picture is, "Our little PeeWees are growing up!"

To go with Lisa's lessons a few weeks ago about trains (see here and here), we took the kids on a field trip to ride the metro. 

Before we went down the escalator into the station, Lisa reviewed what they had learned about passenger trains.  And firmly laid down some safety rules for our trip.
 Everyone was thrilled when they saw the metro map, larger than life, and they recognized it from the one Lisa had made with colored straws at home.

 We stand waaay back from the tracks, and watch for the blinking lights to tell us a train is coming.
 Zoom!  Wave to the passengers!
 We didn't want a long, exhausting trip into the city, but we did want some kind of destination.  What better place to take the train than...the airport!
 We got off the train, took an elevator and a short path, and we were in the terminal.


 We watched the planes and other airport vehicles and had a snack.

 Played in the terminal a bit, then used the bathroom, and took the metro back home!

I was so inspired by how much the PeeWees loved this field trip, talking about the trains, and the tickets, and the lights, and the stops, and the escalators and elevators, that I knew my other girls would love it, too.  We never take the metro anywhere, mostly because driving is faster, and we always seem to be pressed for time.  But last Saturday Ed was in class, and I had a whole empty day to do something fun with the girls.  I saw in the newspaper they were doing a family event at the National Museum of American Art for Presidents' Day.  That's right by a metro stop.  So we did it. 



 Ginger and Hazel loved reading the metro map, and doing their own tickets, and reading the station signs at each stop. 

It's kind of amazing - revelatory - to have big(-ish) kids.  It still surprises me to have big girls that understand so much, that I don't have to do everything for, that can help with things.  It is so freaking fun!  I loooove doing things with them!  When we got back to our starting place, we popped into a Starbucks on the corner for some hot chocolate (with whipped cream of course!) before heading back home.  Two awesome blossom metro field trips in one month!

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

PeeWees: Olivia (week 1)

Olivia by Ian Falconer is a special book to me.  When Hazel, my oldest, was just a week or two old, I was out of my mind with sleep deprivation, overwhelmed by new motherhood, and living in a temporary apartment where I didn't know anyone.  A woman from church, who I didn't know, but who had two children, and was therefore awe-inspiring, came by one night.  She brought us a dinner of curry chicken with rice, the most perfect and amazing food I've ever eaten, and a crisp clean copy of Olivia with a big red ribbon around it.  She said it was one of their family's favorite books.  I looked at the small print and real paper pages, and it was impossible to imagine Hazel ever being old enough to read a book like that. 

Eight years and innumerable readings later, we still have that copy of Olivia.  Ginger was Olivia for Halloween two years ago.  Olivia is each of my girls, in her own way.  Because of one stranger's kindness, and of course because of Olivia herself, it is one of my most cherished books in our whole library.

So with only two books left to choose for teaching PeeWees, and with its wealth of PeeWee possibilities, this time around, I chose Olivia. 

Synopsis:  The book Olivia is part story, part character sketch.  At the very outset, we learn that Olivia is especially good at wearing people out.  She even wears herself out.  Therefore, wearing ourselves out became the objective of our day.  Olivia lives with her mother, father, little brother Ian, and a dog and cat.  Ian copies her a lot, and sometimes she wants him to leave her alone.  In the morning, Olivia gets dressed and has to try everything on.  On sunny days, she likes to go to the beach.  On rainy days, the art museum.  But she doesn't "get" David Hockney's art, claiming, "I could do that in about 5 minutes!"  When they get home, she tries, and gets in time-out for painting on the walls.  She has a bath, dinner (spaghetti with meatballs), and then negotiates with her mom how many books they will read at bedtime ("5 - 1 - 4 - 2 -3 - OK, three but that's it!")  At the end, after reading bedtime stories, Olivia's mom says, "You know, you really wear me out.  But I love you anyway."  Olivia answers, "I love you anyway too."

 Arrival:  Drawing from the page that tells who Olivia lives with, I set out the dollhouse, dolls, and some furniture for the kids to play with.  I was curious if the boys would like this; I didn't think any of them had a dollhouse at home, but it's actually a very gender neutral toy (unless it's all pink and purple plastic, which ours isn't.)  They played great, putting the dolls to bed, walking them up the stairs, cooking in the kitchen, etc.  Of course, there was also racing the baby stroller off the roof.


Circle Time:  We sang our stand up song, did the ABC's, and I had everyone find their name's letters on the alphabet chart.  Then I had them come back up and find their last name's letter; this was a little confusing at first, but we got it sorted out and everyone was successful.  For counting to 20, we counted books (since Olivia negotiates how many books with her mom.)  Getting better at the teens!  Fourteen through sixteen seem the toughest to get through. 


We read the book, and pointed out some notable things, like Olivia is a pig, all the different things Olivia tries on when she gets dressed...

and by far the most memorable event for everyone was when she paints on the walls and got in time-out.  Every PeeWee knows we don't paint on walls!

After the story, we took off everyone's socks and played "This Little Piggy" with our toes.  I couldn't tell if they had done this before.  Some of them knew how the words went, but no one seemed accustomed to doing this with their toes - but it was really cute!

Snack:  We washed our hands and had, big surprise, spaghetti and meatballs for snack!  I was a little worried not everyone would like the meatballs and sauce, but I heard no complaints.





Art:  When Olivia really wants her brother Ian to leave her alone, she has to be firm.  And you know what that means.  A sca-a-a-a-ary mask!
So we made our own, with black and white paint on paper bags.
 I have to say, turning the bags inside out without ripping them was the worst part of my day.  Cutting eye and arm holes was much easier.
 At one point, Bodie called out, "Hey look!  Henry made silver!!!"  Everyone was fascinated at this foray into color theory.
The masks were still drying at pick-up time, so we will save them for next week, and see if we can scare each other with them.

As I helped them all clean up and wash their hands, I gave them the tongue twister "higglety pigglety" to practice saying - it was hilarious!

Activity 1:  I wanted to revisit the page that tells about Olivia's family.
I got out some flannel board family figures, and made Olivia's family with them - mother, father, sister, brother.  Then I had each child come up and make his or her family with the figures.  The first time was a little confusing, since the people didn't look exactly like us, but everyone got to do it twice, and the second time through they found it really fun.
 (It was fun to see Bodie add a baby to his family above - his mom is due this summer.)
I noticed everyone, every time, put Mom on the board first.  Except Poppy.  She did her two sisters, then Dad, then herself (as a baby, even though I had three big girl sister figures available), and then she was done.  I had to prompt her to add me.  Both times.  Thanks, man.

Activity 2:  Olivia's little brother is always copying her.  So we decided to do some copying, too.
We turned to the page where Olivia is wearing everyone, including herself, out, and took turns picking an action to do for "Follow the Leader," or as we called it, "Copy Pig."  Each kid chose an action and showed us, then we copied him for a few seconds, then we all shouted, "COPY PIG!"  Next kid's turn.
Activity 3:  No pictures for this one - I had both hands in the whole time.  We have a parachute in the PeeWee bin, so we put a beach ball on the parachute, everyone took two handles, and we popped and shook that beach ball all around (Olivia has a beach ball at the beach.)
While we shook the ball around, we chanted this rhyme:
Piggy, piggy, piggy,
Piggy piggy POP!
Piggy, piggy, piggy,
Pop, pop, POP!

When everyone started fighting over the ball, we put the ball and parachute away, and sat back down on our mats to re-read the story, after which we did our good-bye chant.

And for the last 5 minutes, even though it had nothing to do with Olivia, we did this:
Just because I have it and we can.  No, I take that back.  One thing Olivia does to wear herself out is jump.  So there it is.  We also put the beach ball in there for part of the time, and jumped to make it bounce.  So there you go.

Those PeeWees really wear me out.  But I love them anyway.
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