Sunday, April 15, 2012
Delaney at 4 3/4
She likes to write her name with a super-tall "y". It looks like a long, crooked pitchfork. She's really proud of that long "y", and I think of it as her trademark.
She has learned to do some addition problems. I'm not sure if I have her preschool or Team Umizoomi to thank for this. She'll walk up to me and tell me, "3+2=5." I say, "That's right. Good job, Delaney!"
This past month I realized the girls were long overdue for some new shoes. Tim brought up something I hadn't thought of. If Delaney doesn't get lace-up shoes this time around, she could go to kindergarten not knowing how to tie shoes. At first I shrugged and tried to make the lame argument that shoelaces are going the way of the stick shift. Obviously, that's not true because Tim and I both wear lace-up shoes, and I have to imagine that 15 or 20 years from now, adult shoes will not be Vel-cro either, just because parents have failed to teach their children the art of tying shoes.
She remains the friendliest child. She loves people. She calls out greetings to everyone who passes by our house, and has taught her sister to do so too. If they're inside, they'll yell out the window. Recently we were all out walking as a family, and we came across a couple ladies walking dogs. Delaney asked for permission to pet them, and as we were chatting, one of the women said, "You're the little girls who yell at us when we walk by, aren't you? I wondered where those little voices were coming from." Sometimes it's a little embarrassing for me that they'll be standing at the window half-dressed if at all, with their hair a mess, because this is their favorite way to be when we're at home.
Delaney: Is Daddy coming home today?
Me: Yes, Daddy will be home in time for dinner, later this afternoon.
Delaney: Is that after me and Annie sleep together? By that she means bedtime, because that's when she and Annie both go to bed in their room. During the afternoon, Annie has naptime alone in their room while Delaney has quiet time elsewhere.
Me: No, sweetie. Daddy will be home later today, after Annie and Timmy have their nap. We'll all have dinner together.
I told Tim, "10-hour day or 10-month deployment -- it's all the same!" That might be a stretch.
The positive side of this is that if I tell her about plans we have for tomorrow, and those plans fall through, she's not upset because whether we do something tomorrow or next week, it's all the same.
I took her to kindergarten registration about a month ago. How the time flies.. Delaney is growing up! It occurred to me recently that I will really miss her when she's gone all day long. She said to me a few days ago while were driving home from preschool that, "I go to school.. Just like Daddy and Auntie Karen go to work!" I said, "That's right, because going to school is your job. Your job is to learn."