Some clips from Ely's birthday party. The slide was a big hit.
I've been on vacation for almost two weeks. Not a "real" vacation - I'm the designated child care provider while we're in between nannies. Our next nanny will be live-out, opening the 3rd bedroom up for Delaney. She finally has her own room. My mom came to visit last week, and she and I painted an island mural on two of the walls. The image above is a panoramic I stitched together from a bunch of pics my mom took. The coconut tree in the center is actually in the corner. We used glow in the dark paint on the rainbow and flowers, and also painted glow in the dark stars on the walls and ceilings. The effect is really pretty realistic at night. Well, except of the eerily glowing rainbow... that looks kinda weird.
Delaney loves it. Every night before bed, she puts her Disney cd on her boombox, plays He Mele No Lilo (from Lilo and Stitch) and hula dances.
Awwww!
Delaney graduated from the SSU Children's School today, earning her diploma for early childhood education.
And boy, were CJ and I relieved. We'd gone through weeks of grueling late night study sessions, last minute cramming, culminating in the most strenuous academic testing of Delaney's young life.
It came close to all going down the toilet when she fell off the tire swing, totally screwing up her playtime grades. Luckily, she had really excelled in circle time participation and popsicle stick crafts, so it all worked out in the end.
We're still waiting to see if she'll be accepted into her first choice kindergarten. These California public schools are pretty exclusive...
Went to the Asian Pacific Islander Heritage Festival at the Discovery Museum in Sausalito today. Check out the pics.
Recently Ely's been very interested in trying out new sleeping arrangements. This week he's got a sleeping bag on top of his bare mattress. A couple months ago he only wanted to sleep on the sofa bed.
Last week I went into his room and found he'd pulled the top bunkbed mattress onto the floor, and piled on top every blanket and pillow in the house, including the throw pillows from the sofa downstairs. He was trying out different ways to sleep there. At first he tried to crawl underneath it and sleep with the mountain of fluff on top - he called it sleeping in the under-pillows. Of course, the mountain would shift and erode, leaving him mostly uncovered and the washed-away pillows on the floor.
He asked me to help him rearrange the blankets and pillows so they wouldn't fall off. We carefully laid out the pillows on top of the mattrass, fitting them together like bricks, the sturdier ones on the bottom, the feather-filled in a layer on top. Then we folded each blanket to fit on the bed, and tucked them under the mattress to hold the pillows in place. The bed soon achieved princess and pea proportions.
Ely climbed on top and sank into the cradle of cusiony-goodness. He looked like a huge baby bird in a nest. I covered him with the last blanket, a good thick heavy comforter, and we sang the nest song.
I love my house
I love my nest
In all the world this nest
Is best!