December started with a loose tooth and then immediately jumped into holiday hoopla. In the first week we took S to see the Nutcracker. We had great seats and she loved it! Especially when they went a bit non-traditional and had a Rat Queen! Just a few days later we took her to the Santa Breakfast held by our local children's museum in a super fancy hotel. We got dressed up, there was a custom hot chocolate buffet at our table and met the nicest Santa. Which is a good thing, because if we had one more crappy Santa encounter I was going to riot!
There was all our regular holiday magic as well. Cleatus woke up 12 days before Christmas when S gave him her letter to deliver to Santa and created lots of mischief. S had her preschool holiday program where she got a bit nervous again but did a great job. The flu hit our family just a couple days before Christmas. Bret and Scarlett got over it by Christmas Eve, which is right when I came down with it. It was a doozy, but we still had a great Christmas Eve with family, cookie making and reindeer food flinging and a fantastic Christmas morning where Santa treated us very, very well.
On to road trips, plane trips and 8 year olds...
On November 15 S showed us she had a loose tooth. Two days later she showed the dentist how much she could wiggle it. The dentist told us she was an "active wiggler" and her tooth would be out within a month.
Exhibit 1: Loose Tooth
December 1, while eating an apple, her tooth fell out. She wrote a letter to the Tooth Fairy that night asking to keep her first lost tooth. The Fairy complied leaving a little note and replacing the tooth from her tooth bear with $1 and putting it into the tiny tiny tooth chest.
Exhibit 2: First Lost Tooth
Exhibit 3: Tooth Fairy Prep
Barely a month later on January 10, S lost her second tooth. While pretending to pull it out and show it to her Daddy, a game they had been playing daily for a week, it actually came out.
A third tooth started to wiggle about a week ago...
November started where October ended, in Sherwood, celebrating the 17th year of the best nephew ever. We had a zombie party with tasty yet disturbing jello heart and an hour long Nerf fueled zombie hunt. Later in the month we took S to Disney on Ice and had a great time. I helped co-chair Red Shoe again and got to meet an inspiring creative from Google. Thanksgiving was quieter this year. Just us and my parents for a lovely meal.
On to December with Santa, Clara and a sneaky little gnome...
Nothing like a Halloween post in February, but it's sort of how I roll. It was a great month, even if I am 3+ months late to write about it. It started with an amazing, inspiring and exhausting night at Terrain. Then a great trip to the pumpkin patch. Bret and I attended a secret society themed wedding that was amazing for all the right and for the unexpected reasons. Christmas crafting and planning started. S had a Halloween program at pre-school. She got stage fright with everyone looking at her. She stayed up there, but I could tell it was taking everything she had not to cry and run to me. My favorite Halloween decoration (one of the first I ever bought) fell off a shelf and shattered to a million pieces, along with my heart.
But the best part of the month was spending Halloween with the Lindgrens! The last time we got to do that was when S was 2 month old. There was much last minute costume making (my niece was the coolest Loki ever!) before we all dressed up and went trick or treating. Their neighborhood is amazing. So many kids and spirit. There was an unfortunate incident with a haunted house and a certain five year old, but we all made it through.
On to seventeen year olds, live art and thankfulness...
She lead us through a corn maze, past the gorilla cage, we climbed a three story castle, found where X marked the spot and went and claimed our treasure after playing on the pirate's ship. Then we rode the train (three times), picked pumpkins, played bean bag toss and rode the pedal cars (a million times). We ended with warm pumpkin and huckleberry donuts and apple cider. Awesome.
September started with balloons, presents, carousel rides and a five year old. Not a bad way to kick off this crazy birthday month! We went to Portland to celebrate a certain 15 year old with bowling, retro candy and supernatural hoopla. Scarlett started ballet and preschool and even had a little program at the end of the month where she rocked a tambourine like a pro. We had an overnight camping trip with family. We stayed in a cabin, ate bear, played corn hole and flashlight tag and had a great time. We got back in town with just enough time to go to the last day of the fair. We stayed late and got to ride the ferris wheel at night! SUE the T-rex was at our local children's museum so we took S to marvel at how big she was. She was most impressed with how much of her body could fit into SUE's mouth at one time.
On to pumpkins, costumes and the best Halloween ever...
Scarlett's first day of preschool was the day after her fifth birthday. A cruel joke by the universe on my mama heart. The week before school started she didn't want to go. She didn't want to be away from her routine. After 20 minutes of being in her school at the meet and greet four days before classes started, I couldn't get her to leave. Armed with her new back pack, her favorite blue dress, shiny black shoes and her hair in "puppy ears," she went to school.
Favorite color: Red
Favorite book: Never Girls
Favorite thing to play: How To Train Your Dragon
Favorite food: Pizza
Favorite animal: Cat
I want to be: A Policeman
Best thing about me: I have curly hair
It was so hard to drive away from the school that morning. To leave my baby with strangers. To trust the fates, society and odds that everything would be okay. I feel selfishly lucky her birthday was the day after kindergarten cut off. She's a preschooler, not a kindergartner. We probably could have pushed the school district into letting her go, she's smart enough, has the proper social skills and could have handled it. But a year of transition feels right. A year to let her stretch and grow confident in her independence.