We Have a Skater

Margot had her first skating lesson on Wednesday. By a minute in, she was balancing and moving around. Her favorite part was when the teacher made them fall down on purpose and then get back up. She decided that Daddy would benefit from this, so she invited him to skate with her this weekend so that she could teach him what she had learned.

Margot had been out skating with Daddy before, but she had always borrowed Daddy's balance and momentum. This time was so different! After doing a few laps with Daddy, she wanted to skate all by herself.



It was so wonderful to see how happy Daddy and Margot were skating together.



Isla and Mommy even had fun watching them and dancing to the music.

Where's Adam, More Specifically Edition

The challenge in this case will be to tell me which courtyard I'm in. Go.

I have redeemed myself...

... because last night I had a burger in the hotel restaurant. Forgive me, I was tired, and we had been adventurous at lunchtime.

But today, I had this:

... in a random streetside place with almost no English.

Cheers!

Where's Adam, the Easy Edition

Hmmm... Well, I guess Bonus Points for anyone who can name the section...

Walker, Talker, Cookie Eater

I've held off giving chocolate to Isla. I've been afraid of the sugar and caffeine rushes that might ensue. However, it started to feel mean to eat cookies in front of Isla without letting her have any. I am so happy I gave in, because the mess that followed was glorious. Her right hand is hiding the chocolate all over its palm as well as the mess around her mouth. After finishing with the cookie, she spent minutes sucking the crumbs and melted chocolate from between her fingers.

In other news, this little bundle of cuteness has become a real person. She walks everywhere and she has a bunch of words. My favorites are "uh-oh" when she has dropped something and "all done" (pronounced ahh-da). She quickly picked up the word "that" and emphatically points at whatever she wants while chanting "that".

Remembrances of Times Past

Margot said wistfully while sitting in the tupperware cabinet, "I remember how I used to sit in here and just relax. It was wonderful."

I guess there are always simpler times to remember fondly, even when you're only four years old.

A Cute Update

Margot has been grudgingly letting me do her hair sometimes. Today I convinced her to let me try french braid pigtails. The results are adorable beyond words.

Delayed Halowe'en

Much better weather last night, as re-scheduled, than a week ago during the snow storm.

For some reason, the "before" pictures ended up with back views as the clear ones...

Just before heading out to actually beg candy . . . with Will and Henry who invited us over to their neighborhood.

Tired and heading home... still counting the loot.

Forging Her Own Path

While setting up a game, Margot said, "Mama, I don't play by the rules. I make up my own rules!"

Now I'm picturing her in black leather, riding on a motorcycle, and living life on the edge.

Where's Adam, Aug '11 Edition

At least two good hints in this image...