SPLAT!

Tonight we went to Keagan's science fair. His project was to see if an egg's shell was strong or weak. This was a big thing for Keagan. He really does well with homework, even with studying and reading, but projects, I've found, really aren't his thing. He needed a few gentle reminders to stay with me, but all in all he did a great job. He spent a lot of time on this... The experiment itself really didn't take all that long and actually it was fun, we were all involved in that. It was all the work after that he didn't enjoy. Making the project board for the fair might as well have been torture. Maya on the other hand was looking over our shoulders every step of the way. She kept saying, "I wish I had a project like this" and I wish I had to do all this stuff." Not surprising in the least... When the board was finished you'd have thought he had been forced to remain completely still for days. He got really silly and had all kinds of pent up energy. You can see that in the first picture. I guess maybe he was just relieved to be done. At the fair, every student got a blue ribbon for participating, that was a nice touch. Oh, and by the way, an egg IS strong... on one of the trials, it held 18 pounds of books before breaking...pretty impressive, huh?

Disco balls

I suppose the next few posts will be rather random. Instead of making one super long entry, I think I'll break it up into random thoughts by me. I'll browse through my pics and see what I find.

For Christmas, Maya got this fabulous sweatshirt, TWICE! I guess to match her sparkling personality. Both my dad's sisters chose this for her...while they were shopping several states away from each other. When Maya opened the first one the sun was shining in the window. She pulled it out of the gift bag and suddenly the whole room was brighter and sparkly spots of light reflected off of every surface. Chris and I gave the "WOW that's nice" look to each other and Maya beamed just a bright as the sweatshirt...my girl likes sparkle... Anyway, when she opened the second one, we waited for the awkward moment and she immediately exclaimed, "Yea! Now Kendall can have one too!!" Her friend Kendall is the friend she made when she was still 2, soon to be 3 years old. They went to Extended Care together the year BEFORE they started preschool. Now they are in kindergarten together. Next year when Maya switches to Boulevard, I think this might be one of the hardest hurdles for us to get past. Most of Maya's other school friends are also I guess what you could call "family friends" meaning we do things outside of school, too. We are trying really hard to get the Dunkin's involved in our small group and I think Maya would really love that! To have a guaranteed playdate once or more a month would be super.

"Wii" had a great Christmas!!

OK, I actually DID forget my blog's password, enough said.

Yes, we found a Wii for Christmas!! Actually, I found a Wii before Halloween, but thought that was a little too pricey for the candy bowl. Keagan was ecstatic and we have all enjoyed it since Christmas. You would be impressed to know that Chris and Keagan have pro status in bowling. Maya might be the luckiest bowler in the family. With her great skill and precision, she managed to get 6 strikes in a row the first weekend we had it. OK, maybe skill isn't accurate...Keagan has rebounded and since has bowled several games over 250...if only it could accurately predict actual bowling scores. We went a couple weeks ago and let's just say we didn't come close...Hopefully we will be able to avoid any of the "Wii-itis" that has been going around. I think it's hilarious that they have given a name to sore muscles and joints resulting from wildly flailing about the room. It must be hilarious to see someone playing through the window! It's no wonder one of the first changes made to the Wii was to add a strap to the remote.

Maya's "big" gift from us was a "big girl" bike. It came with training wheels, but on the first day we had it out, (gotta love a random 60 degree weekend in January) off came the training wheels and she was flying down the street with only a little support from Daddy.