Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Kylee goes to Florida

Who’s a lucky girl. Tomorrow, she will be joining the ranks of the Snowbirds again and having fun in the sun. This will be her second visit, and I don’t doubt that she will appreciate it more than the time before.

She has been counting off the sleeps for over two weeks now, and is finally down to one. Will she miss us? Yes, most probably but one can only hope that she doesn’t too much and that she gets maximum pleasure at the Disney park in Orlando.

Do I wish that I was going too? Yes and no. I am a Brit and was brought up with Rupert the Bear, not Mickey da Mouse. Florida is probably more humid than I can easily cope perhaps, and somebody has to remain behind to keep the flag flying and enjoy the warm – cold warm – cold weather which SWO is presently experiencing.

On her return from her visit last year, she had a play routine centred around the facial and speech idiosyncrasies of a Florida waitress. When serving us pretend tea and snacks, she would adopt a pose and voice which was definitely not her own, and we did smile (no offence to the waitress in question, whoever you are).

It will be interesting to see what she comes back with this time. When I was a kid, I came back from vacation with sand in my shoes. How boring was that??   

Friday, February 3, 2012

A new world opens up..

The world of elevator buttons is now within reach, I am not making reference to public elevators in malls, hospitals etc. The reference is to apartment blocks with aging elevators which are not generally ‘disabled’ friendly. Invariably, small children can’t reach even the lowest of the buttons, which is as well really because the alarm button is always one of them.

Kylee is not so small these days. On tiptoe, she can reach the G button, and of course the alarm button. She has almost outgrown the five point harness in her car seat, has been in Junior Kindergarten for a while now and is getting way too smart for a four year old.

Do we all grow up this fast? I don’t remember being particularly ‘squeaker toy’ savvy when I was her age.

When she reads a book, she puts her own words to the story, and will tell you that you can do this with books. One might get the impression that she has no real reading skills, yet when she clicked on a link on her computer, she came to me and told me that she needed adult supervision to complete the task, which is exactly the wording of the message on the screen. When I was at school, I was struggling with the content of the ‘Janet and John’ reading primer.