Boy have I been a slacker documenting things about The Nugget. I have been so caught up in home projects, life and adjustment that putting all the little nuances down has slipped away from me. The last time I updated was in August! Bad mom! *hand slap* So where are we?
Well, we moved into the new house and the girl loves it. We put her in a pre-K program and she likes it. Notice I didn’t use “love”? Yeah, we don’t love it either but it was the best we could do on a super short notice, needless to say I am shopping for a kindergarten elsewhere. She loves the changes of the weather although she still doesn’t understand that sleeping in just her underwear isn’t ok and no, you cannot go barefoot when it’s 40 degrees outside.
She likes to play dead a lot. When she hears us coming, she flops over and we usually find something like this….
She does so many things for herself now. It’s an odd but awesome feeling when you see your kid exuding their independence. Sometimes more independence than I would like. Sheesh. While we were raking the yard the other day, she went into the house and made Josh and I sandwich… no help, all on her own accord. She said it was “for all of our hard work”. She is so sweet and thoughtful, I hope she can hang on to those traits as long as possible.
On the 13th the lemon turned the ripe old age of five. I of course was going through maternal guilt that day, knowing she would have no birthday party or little friends to celebrate with. I took cupcakes and treat bags for her to share with her classmates and that evening I put together a little Triangle party with just us. I spent all morning shopping for gifts, balloons, cake… It was pretty funny, I bought her a ton of balloons and when I got home I lost a battle with a bush and more than half popped so I had to bolt back to the store to replenish.
We had cheeseburger dinner, I got her a little cake, she opened gifts and in general seemed to really enjoy all the attention (and presents) she got. Her favorite gifts were the fuzzy skull print bathrobe from Liz and the Scooby Doo Mystery Machine lunch bag from Tania. It was kind of bittersweet though, I won’t lie, I missed CA a lot that day and having her be around all of her friends that she has not forgotten. But still, my beauty turned 5 yo! Far gone are the days of getting shit for free.
Reza got to see her first “snow” fall, ironically on the same day as I did. No, I have never seen snow fall and although it was on the slushy side it was still ice falling from the sky. Can you take it? We have some freak day in October where the skies parted and gave us sleet/snow/rain. It was a TRIP. Josh of course was chuckling at my expense cause I wasn’t having it. You got to keep in mind we were usually trick or treating in a heat wave. But Reza? Something tells me she is gonna eat this shit up, she has her Dad’s cold tolerance unlike me and my popsicle limbs.
Halloween came around and I just didn’t have it in me to make a full on home made costume so we took her to the Spirit store and let her pick out something. She just wouldn’t make up her mind! It came down to a bat/ballerina and skeleton bride. She wanted the bat get up but it was SKIMPY, not in a slutty way but just was short on limb coverage and it was COLD that week so we intervened so she would have a more pleasant trick or treating experience. (I.E. not freezing her ass off) I ended up going to Joanne’s and bought more white tulle to enhance the costume and make it more “bridal” and voluminous.
Josh and I had a moment the night before Halloween… I was sewing on the tulle and we had her standing on a step ladder, Josh is helping her put her bride dress on and I am making alterations to the lengths… and it was just one of those moments where we flashed way too forward, envisioning the day our girl gets married (if she ever chooses to). It’s hard not to sometimes… especially when I did her make-up next day, smokey eyes, she looked so much more grown up and at times it is painful to look at, to see how fast she is growing up and we could totally see the teenager or young woman she is going to become one day.
It was pretty comical when I got her to school the next day. A) She was not into getting her photo taken much and not sure how I managed that shot but I snagged it. B) She was one of the 2 girls that were not Disney princesses. One girl asked her… “and what are you?” and in her best condescending tone Reza says, “I am a corpse bride silly!!” – The girl responded with “what’s a corpse???” – hahahah.
We ended up hooking up with our landlords and their family. They have 4 kids, two of which are close to Reza’s age and they had amassed a little possee to go out. Josh missed going with us cause part of the growing pains of a new place is we were totally unprepared for the fact that there is a trick or treating curfew here. 3pm-8pm only and with Josh an hour away in Atlantic City, and I had the car, there was no way he could leave to join us. He was really bummed out about it, shit, I was too. But now we know for next year! It was kind of an evening of fail cause I made the horrendous mistake of grabbing my camera with the dead battery still in it. I was pressed for time! And then I get to Reza’s school and they had taken all of her costume off. I was pissed! So with no time to go home, all of our trick or treating photos ended up being cell phone photos. I. Was. So. Sad. She of course knew no better and had a blast! I was just not into it as much this year, I was missing home and the friends/ritual we had every year.
I do have to say though, trick or treating in the day aside, there is something far more magical about candy poaching off people’s doorsteps in REAL Fall weather… watching little witches and ghouls crunch through massive piles of leaves, the colors in the trees… this is how Halloween really should be.
Let’s see, what else…
Of course it isn’t all sweetness and fun times… we got her progress report from school the other day and she is excelling in all things academic but when it comes to listening and following direction, that is a whole other story. She doesn’t listen and especially when it comes to me. She thinks she can get away with things and well, that shit just doesn’t fly with us. Other than punishment I am finding the things I need to do with her involves consequences for her actions. The other day she acted like a total heathen while Tania and I were in Philly with her. So much so that I took away her privleges to take her to the Nest for play time. She was PISSED but I am sorry man, I give you chances and if you aren’t going to listen or adhere to the things I ask for, I take away the things you want. It was just a bad day with her and I got home with tears of defeat in my eyes. It sucks when you try so hard to be the cool parent and no matter what approach (hard-soft-cool) you take you still get walked all over. I am far too sensitive and I take shit personally.
She started reading on her own. Just one day started reading off signs on the street/products to us. Nothing too crazy but it has happened enough at home that I talked to her teacher about it. She was tested and she got put in a reading program with the older kids. Our goal is to have her reading more fluently by Kindergarten.
She picked up a Jersey accent when she says “yeah”. It’s fucking awful and we correct her when can. Josh is not having it! Fuuuuuuhhhhhh…. the accents people have out here are not pleasant and the last thing I want is my daughter talking like that.
Right now her favorites are…
tv: Pucca and the Monster High webisodes
music: She loves “Helena Beat” by Foster The People
movie: Gnomeo and Juliet
toys: She loves Monster High. Hey, I would rather she play with Ghoulia the zombie daughter than blonde/big tittied Barbie any day of the week.
treat: italian ice (still)
food: apples – honeycrisps are in season right now and I have been buying them like crazy