Parental Papparazzi

My poor children... they have to endure my trying to take pictures of them. They hate it.

Poor me and Paul... dealing with picture phobic children is no fun.

Here are a few shots I took this morning. Marley was dressed in her outfit the for school talent show and I thought she'd let me capture it on digital media. No such luck.

Here's what I got instead:

Happy Birthday Paul!

Paul turned ## years old today. We went out to lunch at our local British pub and then over the our local museum. They have a permanent exhibit of Fender guitars, photos, etc. As part of the threat to deal with the children, in exchange for cooperation at lunch and dinner AND one photo, I would not strangle the two of them. Events went off with nary a hitch. There were some warnings along the way--mostly for Marley. Still, we managed a small celebratory outing with not too much fuss and bother.

Ballet Shoes

Because I decided that my entire family should suffer through the most intense grad school semester I could pull together, I decided to do something special for Marley--a mother-daughter experience--before I get buried in school-related stuff. We hosted a mother-daughter book club party today. We chose to read Ballet Shoes by Noel Streatfield. We evited a few friends and read the book. For ages 9-12, the book was more than Marley could handle on her own, so I read it out loud to her. We didn't begin as early as we should, so we ended up reading 1-3 chapters a day for 10 days or so.

Marley enjoyed the book very much and I took advantage of her willingness to sit and listen to work on her comprehension skills. Every night that we read, we did a mini-review of the main points of each chapter. Granted, by the 15th chapter, we only covered the most recent chapters and didn't go back all the way to chapter one.  We read the last 18 pages just two hours before our guests were due to arrive.

I really wanted this to be something different for Marley. I wanted her to experience reading and discussing a good book, but I also thought my social butterfly needed some friends around her to enhance the experience... and a craft. Marley dearly loves a craft. I tweeted and facebook status'd for help and Veronica over at Toddled Dredge came through with No Sew Tutus. My in-laws scoured thrift stores for china cups and saucers. Ballet Shoes takes place in 1930s London, so of course, tea was the refreshment of the day. Used teacups are cheap and who cares if they break? The local bakery was the source for yummy tarts and petit fours. Sticky Fingers Scone mix was used for plain and chocolate chip scones. There was lemonade for the girls and tea and coffee for the moms. The final touch was 20s and 30s music courtesy of internet radio. 

Before our guests arrived, I gave Marley a crash course on hostessing. The hosts pick last. Hosts offer to take the moms' purses. The hosts offer refreshments. She did a wonderful job although her discussion faciliation was rather interesting. She tended to interrupt to move on to the next question or to share her own point of view.  As it became time for our guests to leave, Marley was a little too enthusiastic in her goodbyes. She was to go home with one of her friends for an overnighter and had her bagged pack and slung over her shoulder, ready to move on to the next experience!

Yesterday, Marley and I took some time to have discussion questions ready. We asked about favorite characters and events in the book. We considered what type of conversations we might want to have with the characters. Marley was very interested in asking what Great Uncle Matthew collected (Fossils!!!!) and wondering if everyone knew what GUM meant (Great Uncle Matthew!!!!).  My favorite question that Marley came up with, is "If you had influenza, what would you do... take medicine or not?" The girls very enthusiastically shared their thoughts and opinions. Marley had passed out questions to each of them so they could take turns. Seriously, it was just too cute. Of course, my cynical teenager had to tell me tonight that he didn't want to hurt my feelings but the party today was the DUMBEST THING EVER. I laughed at him because what else would a teenage boy think about a 1930s themed, mother-daughter book club party?

Here's a slideshow of our party. Because I don't have permission, I am only posting pictures of Marley, the tutus, the teacups. If you have a daughter, I highly recommend hosting a book club. After the discussion, the girls talked and decided that for their NEXT book club, they would read Theater Shoes, also by Noel Streatfield. When a party gets kids excited about reading, that's a very good thing! (Of course, I don't know if the moms are ready for another 200+ page book read. The girls might have to wait for a couple of months!

Christmas Portrait

 

This was taken at our new church facility on Christmas Eve.

Wanna see our tree?

A Month of Marley

Marley has had a lot of activities this month. Here are a few pictures for you. They are from her gymanastics meet (She was so good!), a trip to see The Nutcracker, and one from her school play that was already posted here once.

Enjoy!

Hail to the Chief!

The country is still abuzz with the election of our nation's new president.  In all of the hubbub, a small, elementary school election has gone unnoticed.  

But not in the So Cal Cinema household.  Running on a platform of promptness and job dependability, Marley was elected to the office of class president of the multiage class.  In a historical first, there was a tie result and Marley will be sharing the office, alternating days, with Jake.

Please join us in congratulating Madame President!

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In other news, Madame President recently completed her role as Mrs. Gloop in the class play. Here is a picture of her as Mrs. Gloop with her "son," Augustus and reporter, Phineas Bird.