My 1982 picture (thanks Mary Ann) sparked some discussion of kid sock fashion, so I'm posting a montage of pictures of Rebecca over the last year. She still prefers to wear her socks two ways, straight up - whether or not they are intended to be worn that way - and rolled. I have no idea where she got the idea to roll her socks - and although it was my preferred method of wearing socks at her age as well, I certainly did not teach her to roll her socks. And from what I can remember, none of her preschool classmates did either, but she must have seen it somewhere, because there was no telling her it looked silly. So the trend continues with the next generation. I unfortunately don't have pictures to document some of her funnier combinations of clothing and socks.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Sock Fashion
My 1982 picture (thanks Mary Ann) sparked some discussion of kid sock fashion, so I'm posting a montage of pictures of Rebecca over the last year. She still prefers to wear her socks two ways, straight up - whether or not they are intended to be worn that way - and rolled. I have no idea where she got the idea to roll her socks - and although it was my preferred method of wearing socks at her age as well, I certainly did not teach her to roll her socks. And from what I can remember, none of her preschool classmates did either, but she must have seen it somewhere, because there was no telling her it looked silly. So the trend continues with the next generation. I unfortunately don't have pictures to document some of her funnier combinations of clothing and socks.
Library Kids
Mom found the picture of all of us kids (minus Barb who wasn't born yet) sitting outside the library in Kennsington. Suzanne is the baby, so this was probably taken the summer of 1983 or 1984.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Headshots
Friday, 23 June 2006
The children spent a fun filled week in
Monday, June 26, 2006
Picking your battles
Friday, 9 June 2006
After we got the baby bird delivered to the nature center, we rushed home to finish packing a lunch to take to the zoo. Innitially we had planned on going yesterday (Thursday), but playgroup was schedule to go to the local wadding pool, so we opted to do the wading pool and wait to do the the zoo today.

Sam and I are working on becoming more independent. Picking out his own clothes and dressing himself are part of this - you're nearly three, you can do this, effort. This morning I asked him to pick out a t-shirt and pair of shorts to wear. As she typically does, Rebecca offered to help him. A few minutes later, he came downstairs in his Incredible's pajamas. These are NOT the pajamas he went to bed in, nor are they the pajamas he woke up in.
For a good hour, I tried and tried to get him to pick something else, explaining that it was going to be HOT at the zoo, and his pj's were not going to be very comfortable. He would have NOTHING to do with changing. I finally decided it simply wasn't that big a deal ... heck on Tuesday there was a girl at library story hour wearing her Cinderella dress-up dress. So, I swallowed my pride, put a t-shirt and pair of shorts in the backpack and we went to the zoo.


We had a great time at the zoo. And met up with two other families from playgroup that mentioned they were also going to the Zoo today. We saw about 1/2 the animals this time around, had a great picnic lunch and then rode the train. Every child on the train got a chance to blow the whistle, which they LOVED.
As we rounded the bend to see the Elephants I passed a mother who said ...
"Sometimes it's just easier to let him stay in his PJs?"
"Ahhhh, no." I said, "He actually slept in something completely different. That's what he choose to wear today."
After we got the baby bird delivered to the nature center, we rushed home to finish packing a lunch to take to the zoo. Innitially we had planned on going yesterday (Thursday), but playgroup was schedule to go to the local wadding pool, so we opted to do the wading pool and wait to do the the zoo today.
Sam and I are working on becoming more independent. Picking out his own clothes and dressing himself are part of this - you're nearly three, you can do this, effort. This morning I asked him to pick out a t-shirt and pair of shorts to wear. As she typically does, Rebecca offered to help him. A few minutes later, he came downstairs in his Incredible's pajamas. These are NOT the pajamas he went to bed in, nor are they the pajamas he woke up in.
For a good hour, I tried and tried to get him to pick something else, explaining that it was going to be HOT at the zoo, and his pj's were not going to be very comfortable. He would have NOTHING to do with changing. I finally decided it simply wasn't that big a deal ... heck on Tuesday there was a girl at library story hour wearing her Cinderella dress-up dress. So, I swallowed my pride, put a t-shirt and pair of shorts in the backpack and we went to the zoo.
We had a great time at the zoo. And met up with two other families from playgroup that mentioned they were also going to the Zoo today. We saw about 1/2 the animals this time around, had a great picnic lunch and then rode the train. Every child on the train got a chance to blow the whistle, which they LOVED.
As we rounded the bend to see the Elephants I passed a mother who said ...
"Sometimes it's just easier to let him stay in his PJs?"
"Ahhhh, no." I said, "He actually slept in something completely different. That's what he choose to wear today."
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