Bibi is the provider of all jammies in the Dorsey-Lee home. Literally all our children’s sleepwear is provided by her. She’s got good taste. Here are the sweet punk rockers in matching twiga jammies. Please ignore Strider’s foot in some of them. 

Keen is not impressed by Mox pretending to pick her nose. Bibi is just happy to be surviving her week in MD. 

I like the poke in the eye at the end. 

Today was Moxie’s last day of preschool. What a great year. She had an amazing teacher who loved her and taught her some super important skills. 
She got to do all the things she doesn’t get to do at home like play in the mid and the finger paint and the rice bin. She learned to pretend, to sweep, to “tap tap tap turn please.”

Over this year Moxie got a baby sister, potty trained, and continued to grow into a smart, kind, outgoing kiddo. We love all the creativity she has and the funky way she engages with the world around her. 

This was a great first year of school. 

Well, it happened. It finally happened. Moxie puked her brains out. A lot. We’d made it 2.5 years without a stomach bug in our little Rocket but our number got drawn and it has hit us like a ton of bricks. Best news? Keen caught it too!  An 8 week old baby with dry heaves is pretty heartbreaking. We are comforted by the fact that neither of them will remember this. 

Moxie has been home all week. Wednesday and Thursday we had strider home in part due to the epic snowfall in the DC area and in part because my hair was starting to fall out. I’d like to say the week has looked mostly like this: 
And this:
But honestly it has looked more like this:
And this:
But there were some of these sweet snuggles: 

And last night we let her put sprinkles in snow 

But I’ll be honest PBS kids might not have an episode of anything that we haven’t seen 7 times. 
Our kids are alive. Pinterest can suck it and Caillou is a jerk. 

Yep, another post about preschool.  Suck it up folks.

As we mentioned before part of the transition to preschool has been an ice cream social, orientation, and play dates.  Moxie has now attended ALL the activities.  We’d like to establish our kid as a kiss ass from the start–obviously.

I’m going to post pictures from both play dates.  The first took place at the SSDS playground and ALL the kids made it.

I swear.  She had fun.
And then the second play date was on a rainy day.  Honestly, if Strider weren’t the scheduler I wouldn’t have gone–but because he was and I am a good wife, Moxie and I braved the rain (with no coats of course, and went.  I was just about to call it quits when Ms Cathy rolled up and said, “So glad you toughed it out!  We play in the rain all the time at SSDS.”  Then, without any big deal she joined Moxie out in the pouring rain.  It was really cute.  I, of course, stayed under a tree.

Puddles, it seems, are Moxie’s jam.  She and her friend Kayden (pictured in the yellow jacket) spent a lot of time finding new puddles and either rolling or stomping in them.  Makes perfect sense of course.  The bottom picture shows Moxie following around her classmate Molly.  Molly is one of the youngest and won’t join class until December.  She was a little overwhelmed by all the kids playing so she walked around the outside of the playground.  Mox followed her for a while.