Tag: Strider

Ice Cream Social

Posted on by jesslee

As part of the process of getting to know her new school Silver Spring Day School hosted an ice cream social–complete with ice cream.  Moxie’s mind was blown.  Even more mind blowing: her Bibi and Babu showed up to join the party.  Mind. Blown.

She was really, really, really into the sprinkles.  Like crazy into them.  

Strider got tapped to be the Class Scheduler for the Rolling 2s (Moxie’s class) and thus has to go early to help with things, set up, talk to people, and send emails.  I think he is doing a super good job at it and it meant that Moxie got a head start on the ice cream consumption.  

When Bibi and Babu rolled in it got crazy.  Moxie saw them and started jumping and yelling “Ice Cream! Bibi! Babu!” over and over again.  She has a good life.  She got to play with her new classmates and now has a permanent positive association with her teacher.  Ms. Cathy=ice cream.  Well played teacher.  Well played. 

Big girl bed.

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In our attempt to help Moxie become self sufficient (and boot her from the crib before the next kid comes) we’ve taken off the rail and she’s in a big girl bed.

She helped her dad take the railing off. But then, after bath, when she came in and saw her bed she got really nervous. She danced a little, laughed in a weird way, and wouldn’t look at the bed. I really wasn’t expecting her to be this nervous. 
We did our usual bed time routine but 2 hours later. After she got into bed she gripped her dad’s hand with a mighty monkey strength until she fell asleep. 
We will let you all know how it goes. 

For now: she’s asleep. 

Father's Day!

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Stider doesn’t want to do anything for Father’s Day. At least that what he says. Mox an so twisted his arm a bit and got lunch. Oh and also Dairy Queen. Behold the road side picnic where we celebrate Moxie’s fabulous dad and watch her enjoy her first ice cream cone. 

This is just after she has her first tiny taste. Huge smile. But then she gets serious. 

No more time for smiles. Only eating. No mentions of trucks, buses, or bikes as they pass. Only slurping that Dairy Queen goodness. 

Jobs well done. For Strider being amazing and for Mox for destroying a cone of vanilla soft serve. 
Also: happy happy Father’s Day to Moxie’s two grandpas. Both taught us so much about being parents. Both of then included a healthy amount of ice cream in our diets. Really this is all about tradition. 

Hats and hair

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Today, Rita did Moxie’s hair in a pretty cool way. I wanted to get a couple pictures of it for fun. So I decided to take Moxie outside. (Cool photography trick: take pictures outside where there is light.) 

However, Moxie had some conditions.

The first three were easily satisfied.  She needed a stick (to be obtained outside), a bottle of milk (of course), and absolutely no shoes.

The no shoes was definitely not negotiable, as she indicated by putting her finger to my mouth and saying “nooooooo.”  Not only was she not going to where shoes, I wasn’t even allowed to talk about it.  All said, though, this is was not an issue, though it was a little dicey when, later, we found this:
and this:

But that was all ok.  The real problem was her last demand.  This is best explained with a picture:
In fact, the hat requirement extended to the photographer too:

(The leaves are a whole other story.  One she has to tell, because I’m really not sure why she made us do that.)
Once, there was a dog.  The dog was very friendly, but wary of dinosaurs.  The triceratops really wanted to meet this dog, so she allowed herself to be turned into a little girl for a few minutes.  And that is how we caught a brief glimpse of her beautiful hair:
But not for long!  (These are taken not a minute after the last picture.)

For those curious about the hair, here’s a couple bad pictures, but they are the best I got showing the style:

After dinner, we went on another walk.  While the accoutroments varied in the specific, the spirit was the same.  A truck had just passed for the first picture.  She really likes trucks, especially the ones that wave at her.

Crocs

Posted on by jesslee

Strider has bad feet. It seems the only shoes he can wear semi-comfortably for a whole day are crocs. He has been wearing them since we moved to Colorado in 2004. Our tradition of croc wearing has now passed to Mox. She likes them because she can (almost) put them on herself. Also: compared to her friends she has giant feet. We are so proud. 

Adventures in EEG

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Moxie had to have an EEG. She’s fine. Don’t anyone worry. But it was quite an adventure. She had to fall asleep at the beginning of the test at 1:30. So Strider and I woke her up at 4 and kept a fun party going all day. We went to Gymboree, walked the dogs, had lunch, ran around, all kinds of stuff. Luckily she fell asleep immediately and slept until the strobe light portion of the adventure. That part she hated. But at the end she was happy and really liked the two finger puppets the nurse gave her. 

17 Months Recap

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Well, Moxie is 17 months old and more of a person every day.  She likes to dance, sing, read books, and play with her monkey.  She has more signs and words–mostly related to animals.  Moxie’s first chore is feeding the dogs.  She is very careful to put scoopfuls of food in each of their bowls.  She is teething–we think molars.  Dad did her hair 🙂

Feeding Giraffes

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One of the best things about the Cheyenne Mountain Zoo is the opportunity to feed a giraffe.  They have these amazing long purple tongues that can reach out and wrap around things.  Even with their long necks and legs they still extra length to get to the leaves in trees.  Moxie, perched up on her father’s shoulders, was not sure what she thought.  Strider, though, enjoyed having his head licked.  He’s always been weird like that.

Cheyenne Mountain Zoo!

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The Cheyenne Mountain Zoo in Colorado Springs is wonderful.  A whole bunch of us went–cousins, aunts, uncles, strangers we picked up on the way.  The fact that the zoo is built on a mountain side means you also get your cardio in too.
Strider, Ruby, and Moxie sit on a creepily still and concrete like elephant.

Watching mom feed birds.

Quick water break in the double wagon between animal wresting matches.

Ryan finds the perfect mask.

End of the zoo kiss.