Travelingjenny

Navigating the hilly terrain of motherhood

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    Tess loves school. Every morning we arrive well before the other children, and she skips with delight down the hall. She removes her snack bag and lunch bag from her backpack and arranges them just so in her cubby. Then she visits her teacher to see if she can help with anything, like sharpening pencils. She always happily hugs me, then gets to the work of greeting friends and playing. I catch glimpses of her throughout the day — sometimes she's quietly working at a table, sometimes she's hurrying to put her coat on and head out to recess. Often she's giggling with friends. And sometimes she comes into my office to make copies, or just to say hi. And sometimes, like on this day, she comes in to excitedly show me something she's done in class. They're studying how things move and she made an anemometer — I'm not sure quite sure what that is, but I love the smile on that kid's face.

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    Want to know what my New Year's resolution is? Besides spending more quiet time with my girls? To stay more up to date with my photos and blog posts. Now if I could only find the time to go through the 1,000 photos I took over Christmas break…

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    Yesterday, the last day of our two-week Christmas break, the girls were simply unable to coexist peacefully. At one point they were sitting right next to each other, both playing with their Polly Pockets, but refusing to play together. Apparently they just needed a bit of a break from each other. Because today after school (yes, they always put their pajamas on as soon as they get home from school), they were the very picture of sister sweetness. Tess watched with interest as Grace practiced her violin, then Grace offered to teach her how to play. She was sweet and patient and encouraging, and Tess was beaming. Ahhh, everything is back to normal.

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    Tess decided that she wanted to make cookies for her friends at school. And not just any cookies — in usual Tess style, she specifically requested gingerbread trees (but since we didn't have enough molasses, sugar cookie trees were deemed to suffice). She decorated them all carefully, then placed each in a festive bag carefully addressed to each classmate. The next day, she very proudly distributed them. And for the second year in a row, Grace made candy cane reindeer for her friends, with pipecleaner antlers and googly eyes. Adorable. I am proud of my-big hearted girls.

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    On Saturday, for the third year in a row, we went on the Candy Cane Train. This is a lovely little jaunt from Bath to Wiscasset, with water views and merriment along the way. Such a sweet family tradition. There are carolers, elves serving cookies, nice volunteers reading Christmas books, and…Santa! The first year we went on the train, Tess cried and hid her face the whole time Santa was in our train car. Last year she hid her face, but didn't cry. And this year — a major breakthrough! — she actually spoke to Santa and let me take her picture with him. Hooray! Another childhood rite of passage accomplished! And not only was Santa quite funny, but he had a lovely Maine accent as well ("You both want pink Camelback backpacks? How will you tell them apaaaht?"). As usual, much credit goes to big sister Grace, whose confident interaction with Santa showed Tess that there was nothing to fear.

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    It's so fun to get out the Christmas decorations each year and to see which ones the girls remember, and how excited they get about certain things. There are certain books they love, and of course we MUST wear the Santa hats to the Christmas tree farm. And still, they are happy to see the Fisher Price Christmas Village that was given to Grace by her great-grandmother the Christmas just after she turned one year old. Both girls simply love it, and run away to play with it the instant it is removed from the box. I think this is something they'll always remember about Christmas. And if I'm lucky, some day I'll get to get to watch their children play with it, too.


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    Yesterday we made our annual pilgimage all the way down the street to our friendly local Christmas tree farm. We were able to cover a lot of ground this year — where's the snow? — and after much discussion, we chose a tree in the far corner of the farm. Luckily we had our festive little helpers to carry the tree for us (okay, that was short-lived, but we appreciated the effort!). Once we got it home, we had a couple of obstacles — non-working lights which required a trip to the local hardware store, and the major catastrophe of the tree falling over (for the second year in a row!!!!). But we perservered, and the end result was worth it. The tree is beautiful. And one of my favorite expreriences at this time of year is watching my girls rediscover the ornaments — both their own and the "family heirloom" ornaments. We each have our favorites. So sweet.


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