Two entries from Sally’s school journal:
this Halloween I’m going to be a enchantres. I have a dress that’s velvet and Gold triming. I will have magic powers and fly. my mom got me that dress and i Love it! she got it from the chepest place! Di! i wonder why anybody would give it to Di. it’s the Best dress ever!
today I woke up and had Breakfast. But when I poured my creal I found out I had magic powers! I ran upstairs and found my piggy bank and made more and more money and then Bought a scooter. then I turned my sisters into toads. But my mom made me turn them back. I was not very happy.
Observations:
1. I’m glad Sally has given up the idea of being a vampire. She doesn’t even know what a vampire is, so I don’t know why she wanted to be one.
2. That dress really is awesome. I don’t know why anyone would give it to DI, either.
3. Having kids old enough to get their own breakfast is the first step on the path to parenting nirvana. Of course, it’ll be eclipsed in quality-of-life improvingness when she’s old enough to babysit, but for now, it’s a glimmer of hope.
4. I like that she went to her piggy bank to make money. Like an ancient alchemist or any Einstein-ian scientist. You can’t have matter from nothing, right?
5. Sally has been talking about a scooter for months, so we bought Susan and Spot scooters for their birthdays this month. By the time Sally’s birthday comes around it’ll be snowy. So really we should get her one now, but we didn’t. Cruel, I know.
6. Sally is so in touch with her feelings (not to mention personal choice, responsibility, and consequences) that I don’t think she’s going to need very much therapy at all.
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My girl wants to be a vampire, too. I found her a princess-y looking black and red dress. I think I’ll try to sell her on the “enchantress” idea, too!
I love reading the school journal entries – it’s such a peek inside their imaginations.
You think breakfast is good, wait till they can do dinner for everyone. It is heavenly. And when they can make you cookies that taste good. Ahhhh.
Can I borrow her piggy bank for a few days?
I love that you didn’t get her a scooter because it wasn’t her birthday. It makes me feel a little less mean as a parent to know other people do the same thing as me.
I didn’t realize my kids could get their own breakfast until Josh was like 10… maybe 11. That and the lack of bribing for those years made my life unecessarily difficult. I have rectified both mistakes and proudly allow my kids to make their own oatmeal and bribe them freely.
I’m thinking we ALL need a crack at that piggy bank…
I loved this.