Sadie and Life

I'm sitting here with a child who insists she isn't done with dinner. She had giant ravioli with parmesan cheese, and she had strawberries. Now she has mushed the remains all together. She has one giant lump of strawberry/cheese and one smaller lump, and she is pretending that they are two people, and narrative their dialogue *and laughter*. Example, one of them said, "Oh, GOSH, are you okay?" and the other one said, "OH, yeah" and then they both laughed. Just now she said to me, "Look, Mommy, it's the Mommy and the Daddy. I give them names!" And there they are. The two strawberry lumps. Then she announced, "I'M DONE" and put her binky, binky side up, on the tray, then slurped it into her mouth, ravioli and all.

Wow.

Today we took a long walk, finding many spring flowers that we practiced pronouncing, and we also wrote our "Echar Flores" song, which Benny helped me with. We had music class and did all our South America songs with me on guitar, Benny on violin, and Sadie on drums. We made a house out of boxes. We did some math. We reviewd suffixes by playing a game where we clapped twice every time we said a word with a suffix on it. AND now we're going to go practice the violin. Benny didn't finish all his work, so we didn't go to karate. A new tactic to make him get out of his head and get done with his work more quickly. It's not that he needs to learn how to do what's on the paper -- he knows how. It's that he needs to learn to DO something, complete it, without me standing there saying "Put your finger on the next problem." At least I think he needs to learn this. Maybe he can't. We'll see.