PennyDaisy

What a week!  Three times to the beach… I hadn’t been since the end of August last year.  And yes, I paid for it.  The red is slowly fading from my nose and the tops of my hands and shoulders.  Odd what gets the most sun when you’ve spent two hours holding onto a  board.  So far only my nose and a couple of spots just above my eyebrows have peeled, and that just a little.  A good moisturizer helps.  J

The Drama III plays were awesome.  I managed to go to each one, but in spite of being able to pick apart the mistakes, I was really moved by each performance.  The comedy was great—I laughed every time.  I still laugh when we quote things.  Some of it was seeing kids I know doing these parts so well.  Christopher and Noah and Shelly, especially,  have really good comedic timing, expression, etc.  Iestyn was wonderful.  Of course, my brother is the hero, but the story itself is marvelous.  I’m still amazed at what Stacy and Michelle were able to get across to the audience! 

And only one accident with  the swords.  Of course it was my brother, and he just had to do it in the first scene.  But he managed through his part fine, and I don’t think the audience even knew.  It is a deep cut—between his thumb and finger, but it’s more on the thumb and he didn’t cut any tendons.  You know my family…butterfly bandage!  Who wants stitches anyway.

Gracie started scooting!  Hurray!  In a way, I’ve been glad that she isn’t crawling…it makes her seem more baby (and I don’t want her to grow up so fast!).  But crawling (or creeping as the child-development people call it) is a very important step for babies, so I’m glad to see her motivated to move forward instead of backwards.  LOL  She does look so funny bumping along.  Sometimes she uses her feet and sometimes she just pulls along with her hands. 

We have had more battles in her training, though, now that she can be more accurate in her aim, so to speak.  For instance, the VCR…it’s not going anywhere, so she has to learn not to touch.  She switches hands, and does the whole put-my-hand-behind-me to reach it routine since if-I-can’t-see-me-touch-it-neither-can-you.  She is a smart cookie.  And for the first time in my life, I’m glad to see a child’s sin nature exert itself—at least we know everything’s working up there!