Sunday, September 30, 2007

Princess


It's all about the lashes, baby. And the loooong straight hair.

And those wee vestigial legs attached right to the head.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Ander & Zaza Camp Out (In?)



We won't be posting for a while, as the office (right off the now-gutted kitchen) is being packed up tonight...

Not sure how long the remodel will actually take -- they're saying "You'll have a new kitchen and office/laundry room by Thanksgiving..."

We'll see.

Plus, I'm packing one room at a time to keep ahead of the new full-house floor installation. Wheeeeeee.

So it's back to keeping track of the kids' adventures via Post-Its (for a chunk of time as-yet-to-be-determined).

And we're NOT having our annual Halloween bash.

(Which is a HUGE bummer because I wanted to turn the whole house into a satellite campus of Hogwarts, and do a whole wizarding school theme for the entertainment, activities and crafts. Waaaah!)

In the mean time, e-mail us at zameander@gmail.com.

Or maybe stop by and bring me an iced coffee and keep me company whilst I pack endless boxes of books.* Because all the cool kids are doing it. And you know, if you're in the neighborhood anyway, and if you're just dying to see me in all my sweaty, dusty, frizzy glory, and if you maybe have an old Starbucks card burning a hole in your pocket, you might as well.
* Again, Alissa, thanks so much for all those dupes of the British Harry Potter CDs -- I've been having so much fun listening to Prisoner of Azkaban while wielding my mighty tape-gun...

For now we leave you with words to live by from Zaza (aka "I'm NOT Zaza"):

"If you have no any pillows,
you can use breasts."

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Traitorous: Boothing Without Ander


But what else do you do with a fistful of (Jane's) dollar bills and 3 hyped-on-gelatto kiddles?

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Rock On, Ander & Zaza!



"Prickly Thorn, But Sweetly Worn" by the White Stripes. Over and over and over.

Aliza LOVES Meg White. (Which is a far preferable girl-crush to Barbie or Cinderella, in my book.)

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Schoolboy Ander and Schoolgirl Zaza Have a Delightful Time in the Kitchen With Their Less-Frazzled Mommy









Guess who made which...?
(They are chocolate-orange under the icing, and quite yummy.)

And so now I worry that I'm a better, kinder, more patient, more creative mom when I'm with them a bit less...

Sunday, September 09, 2007

Before I Forget


When we were in San Diego, Zaza asked me


"Are we made of dogs?"

A mind-bending stumper at first. But after a few moments I realized she had been pondering the Mother Goose rhyme about what little girls and boys are made of (our version says it's little girls who are made of 'snips and snails and puppy dog tails').

And recently she asked me


"Are books dead?"

I'm still trying to come up with an answer for that one. I find it fascinating that she didn't ask if books are alive. I'd be able to answer that more easily somehow...

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Ander's First Day of First Grade



He was so excited -- he found out over the weekend that he's in his favorite teacher's class, and that his bestest friend Mr. A is in the same class -- and he has new Crocs, and a new big-kid backpack, and a new Harry Potter lunchbox.

But this morning he started complaining of giant butterflies in his stomach, and would say "Ohhhh" in this way that sounded more like "Owww" every time he thought of his impending drop-off. And sure enough, as we looped our way through the drive-up drop-off line, he got more and more frantic, and finally burst into tears as the safety officer tried to help him out of the car. Thankfully they let me park the car and stand with him at the gate, and then, best of all, the wonderful Mr. A (a seasoned pro at the ol' drive-up drop-off) came screaming "ALEXANDERRRRRRR" through the parking lot and practically tackled Ander with a running bear-hug. The morning was saved.

I put a kiss in Ander's hand (to use whenever he needs it), and another on his head, and he blew me a kiss which (as per morning tradition) nearly knocked me over, and then he walked off -- a first grader.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Zaza's First Day of Preschool





She had picked out the shoes and dress a few weeks ago, especially for this day. As she had fallen asleep before bathtime last night, she had a morning bath with total detailing (ears and nose swabbed, hair combed and barretted, new band-aid on massive elbow scrape, lip balm, sparkly cheek stuff). That's a ballerina-fairy lunchbox she's holding, and it actually goes inside that (otherwise empty save for a hankie and a giant tube of chapstick) satchel.

Zaza was ready to go before I was, so Zameandad read her this and this while I got dressed. And then she kissed the boys good-bye, and I carried her whimsically and nostalgically patch-worked new bedroll and pillow (thanks, jek!!!) to the car. She sang all the way to school, kissed me before stepping across the no-parents-beyond-this-point red line in the doorway of the classroom, blew me one last kiss, and walked off with her teacher.

Oh my goshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Back at home, Ander and I finished Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (there was much clutching of my arm during the battle with the basilisk), and then watched the movie (more arm clutching and general usage of Mommy as TV-screen-blocker), and then it was time to pick up Zaza.

She said she did "EVERYTHING!" and only cried "a bit" after lunch when she missed me. She said (a tad snidely) that only two boys napped, and she chose to listen to stories instead. When I asked her if she was excited to go back tomorrow, she said "Hmmmm. Maybe not tomorrow. Maybe later."

Uh-oh.

Monday, September 03, 2007

Labor Day: Back-To-School Cones for Ander AND Zaza This Year




I borrowed this German tradition back when Ander first started preschool. (I had found old photos of children clutching cones nearly as tall as they were.) I think kids there still get a special cone full of sweets to celebrate going from preschool to kindergarten -- not sure if they do it for every new school year (Anne?), but we do.

Zaza inherited Ander's Flower Fairy cone, and he got a new one with gnomes and forest creatures on it. But the cones themselves are very beside the point, aren't they? It's all the trinkets and sweets and art and school supplies that hopefully help to make the day before the first day of school something to look forward to.

Zaza starts preschool tomorrow (oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh), and Ander starts the following day. Zameandad will stay home with Ander until I get back from dropping Zaza...