Homecoming 2010

As told by Caroline:

Friday Daddy was in Port Aransas so Mommy and I went to the Ball high homecoming football game. Homecoming means the people from college came back to see the game. There were duchesses and dukes, princes and princesses, and even a king and queen.

We sat in the front row behind the cheerleaders. They threw waterbottles and tshirts. I caught a waterbottle. My teacher's daughter is one of the cheerleaders and her name is Ashley. Tuffy the mascot is my mom's student. she pated me on the back and gave me a high five. She is a funny dancer.

The band was fun to watch because the music made me dance. Some people in the band even played the trashcans.

At halftime I got to go out on the field and pass out flowers to the princes and princesses, dukes and duchesses. But we didn't know who the king and queen were until they put a crown on the them. I didn't have purple on so my mom bought me a tshirt from her students. It was too big but we used a rubberband just like the big girls.

The football players did a good job in the middle.

Mommy took pictures with her phone and will post them later.

Love, Caroline.

a double header

Sunday night we had the repeat of the bloody elation! C has now joined the ranks of all those kids before her with no way to start an apple. I hope the hole sticks around for awhile. It is pretty cute.

The bloody conclusion

C had a great Saturday. We skated for several hours, found the perfect "earrings" for her Halloween costume, and learned to play guitar from a confident Brownie friend (their challenge for this week was to teach someone something that you are confident about). She went to bed early and happily. Then an hour and half later she came running out with this face.

She had been working on the loose tooth while reading (note to self, unplug her lamp) and it "squeaked right out". She is pretty excited to add her name to the second grade tooth graph. Her mom is pretty happy that the tooth fairy keeps a stash of $2 bills for just this occasion.

Dinty Moore Stew

The weather has finally cooled off in Texas and it was a pretty busy week. So, Thursday night mom brought out the Dinty Moore Stew. I don't think C has had any since she was really little. Usually when items of this nature (also to include pot pies and chicken noodle casserole) make it to our table C asks "What is this" and Hunter replies "Mommy is trying to show us some of her culture and heritage" Not laughing!!!

So C picked around and identified all parts (we added frozen peas to cool it down for her) and tentatively tasted it. Then a big smile spread across her face and she looked at me and said"This is good. Why don't we eat this more often." She then proceeded to finish her bowl and look through the Hunter Dan section of the Cabela's catalog.

LEGO club

C joined the LEGO club at school this week. It is a program that brings science and technology to little kids by allowing them to design and think outside the box through play. Today they built a structure that showed how they felt about coming to Lego club today. C's was sort of a building with a shovel leaning against it. I asked her about it and she said the shovel showed she was confident and ready to try new things. OK. You go little girl.

Her team's challenge over the next 6 weeks is to design something that can help people who have been injured. I asked C what that meant and what she might build and she told me she could make folding hospital bunk beds so kids could feel like they were at camp but still have a cool moving bed.

Our school was hoping to field at least one team of 5 kids and 18 showed up for club today. It was a pretty cool thing to see. Hopefully I will get some pictures over the next few weeks to show you her team and their creation.

The first sleepover

14 months ago when Hunter's dad fell and broke his ribs, Caroline attempted to spend the night at a friend's house. Let's just say it did not go well and she came home at midnight. She has wanted to try again and it just wasn't ever the right time.

Fast forward to yesterday. Hunter was headed to Port OConnor to fish with a film crew (another post about that later) and I had nothing on my plate so I asked C if she would like to invite someone over to spend the night. She went NUTS-SO. I called the other Caroline and they made plans for the next night.

I picked up both Caroline's (which makes yelling for or at them much easier and a bit confusing) along with 3 American girl dolls and LOTS of pet shops from Lego Club (also more info later). They played American Girls straight through from 5-9pm with a quick intermission for some noodles and pears. They opened the door from Caroline's room to the dining room so they could spread out the game and still keep the dog away which I thought was a pretty good plan. Then they changed all 6 American girls into pj's, put them to bed and climbed in the teepee (set up in her room)and attempted to go to sleep.

A trip out for water, a trip out for a snack, a trip out for a better snack, a trip out for a different book. But now, at 10:54 I think it is safe to say they are finally asleep.

Is this what it was like every Friday night at my house growing up? I think Heather stayed with me or I stayed with her almost every week for 10 years!