Only in America would the federal government take the day off to honor a man who didn't know where he was. Okay, I respect what Columbus did - it did take guts to embark on his journey, etc. However, the fact remains that he had not a clue as to the fact that he had just landed on a new continent. Amerigo Vespucci figured that out, and while he had the two new continents named after him, the man did not rate his own federal holiday. Go figure.
I have decided that I am allergic to my new school. I have been nursing a respiratory malady since school started, and it just is not getting better. No fever, but I sure feel terrible. At the moment I fear that I am moving into a case of bronchitis brought on by having my tissues so irritated. Very NOT fun.
Bailee is definitely the tween supreme. She had a major trauma drama meltdown this weekend. We were searching for a pattern for a new dress for Clara (her part in THE NUTCRACKER), but were unable to find anything appropriate. That led to tears and frustration over being so little. Honestly, she is not THAT little. Truth be told, she is growing like a weed. Unfortunately, she compares herself to all the American Amazons that surround her. Plenty of her friends are petite, like she is, but she only acknowledges those who are already over 5 feet tall. Poor girl. Life is SO hard when you are 11 and everything is the end of the world.
We attended the annual Harvest Fest held at Snake River Landing this past weekend. It was cold, but the sun was shining and we had a good time. Bailee had her favorite junk food - a Winder Funnel Cake. She also petted about 30 different dogs who had participated in the canine costume contest. Pretty cute. They ranged in size from minuscule to massive. There was a baby miniature Schnauzer and a full grown Bull Mastiff. Whoa! He was as big as (if not bigger than) the ponies that were giving pony cart rides to the kids.
We're prepping for Bailee's braces. Tomorrow she goes in to her regular dentist for a thorough cleaning and checkup. Next week they start installing the braces. Installing. Man, it even sounds horrible. I have these visions of construction workers that work on skyscrapers that I am NOT sharing with Bailee.
I have decided that I am allergic to my new school. I have been nursing a respiratory malady since school started, and it just is not getting better. No fever, but I sure feel terrible. At the moment I fear that I am moving into a case of bronchitis brought on by having my tissues so irritated. Very NOT fun.
Bailee is definitely the tween supreme. She had a major trauma drama meltdown this weekend. We were searching for a pattern for a new dress for Clara (her part in THE NUTCRACKER), but were unable to find anything appropriate. That led to tears and frustration over being so little. Honestly, she is not THAT little. Truth be told, she is growing like a weed. Unfortunately, she compares herself to all the American Amazons that surround her. Plenty of her friends are petite, like she is, but she only acknowledges those who are already over 5 feet tall. Poor girl. Life is SO hard when you are 11 and everything is the end of the world.
We attended the annual Harvest Fest held at Snake River Landing this past weekend. It was cold, but the sun was shining and we had a good time. Bailee had her favorite junk food - a Winder Funnel Cake. She also petted about 30 different dogs who had participated in the canine costume contest. Pretty cute. They ranged in size from minuscule to massive. There was a baby miniature Schnauzer and a full grown Bull Mastiff. Whoa! He was as big as (if not bigger than) the ponies that were giving pony cart rides to the kids.
We're prepping for Bailee's braces. Tomorrow she goes in to her regular dentist for a thorough cleaning and checkup. Next week they start installing the braces. Installing. Man, it even sounds horrible. I have these visions of construction workers that work on skyscrapers that I am NOT sharing with Bailee.
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