mo versus fitz

Mo has been playing soccer with a new team the last few months.

Today she tried some of her moves out on the Fitz.

Yellow card on the Yellow Lab in the 35th minute!

the breakup

Mo officially moved out of The Purple Room this weekend leaving KT behind, and a little saddened. KT likes company.  KT likes action.  KT likes to be around people.

Mo likes her space and solitude, and is more than ecstatic about the move.  The Purple Room looked like this before the move ...

Mo takes after her dad -- neat, fastidious, organized.  

KT and I are, well ... none of those things. 

All of this leaves me out in the cold office-wise.  I'm currently working on the dining room table which provides for a terrible ergonomic situation for me (I'm short, the table is too high, etc., etc.).  However, we do have some plans in the works which we'll hopefully get completed sooner rather than later!

yeh, a pine tree is strange mascot, but we'll take it in a heartbeat

So last night at 5th grade promotion, the principal read each student's statement as they crossed the stage.  Some quoted the likes of Shakespeare, Einstein, even Dr. Seuss.  Others kids thanked their teachers or mom and dad.

Here's KT's statement.

People now assume either her dad or I went to Stanford.  Nope.

Love that she has her sights set high.  I would gladly take on that massive tuition bill.

Later in the car on the way to dinner Katie said, "Mom, I'm wearing a dress, my soul is slowly dying."

That should have been her statement when she crossed the stage.

Hair Model

And, it grows super fast too.  

Sorry, I'm her mom.  I have to brag.

Her hair like mine, though would be stick straight within the hour -- even after having been in a bun all. night. long.

She consistently bemoans (that's putting it mildly) having knotted hair.  I keep telling her people would love to have her hair.  She doesn't believe me, which is about par for the course these days.  

Fitz Impersonating Me

Four words: Ready. For. The. Weekend.

Times Are a Changin'

That's not a reference to the throwback outfits the girls wore to the Sock Hop Dance at school.  I'm referring to the girl/boy behavior at the dance itself.

According to my girls here is a recap of events by grade level:

• Kinder/1 & 2nd graders -- danced their booties off.  
• 3rd graders -- this is the year they get more apprehensive and worried about how they look in front of others.  Apparently, Mo and her friends walked around most of the dance, you know, just scoping the scene.
• 4th graders -- limited intel gathered on 4th graders.
• 5th graders -- Lots of standing around in small groups.  There was some "daring" of dancing with boys and vice versa.  Katie apparently danced with a boy.

I've been hearing lots of stories about 5h grade boys and girls, and frankly, it's got me a little worried.  I do remember people having crushes and starting to pair off nearing middle school, but geez, when you have a kid that age, it changes the game!

I keep telling the girls "boys are bad, stay away from them," and "boys are gross, stay away from them."  

I'm only half joking.  

I guess Song has it worse.  While I definitely want to protect them, there is something about a daddy and his daughters.  I mean, he tears up when he sees anything having to do with a dad and his daughter -- television show, a commercial, I swear even a "touching" print ad will get him.