Whatever works...

Drew joined the Sing and Shout Club at church and had her first "class" on Wednesday. She apparently learned something because she just said to me:

Mom, when you closed the refrigerator door, I tooted. And that made a beat.

One of these things is not like the other...one of these things doesn't belong.

Back-to-School night was fairly typical. At the end of the night, we were able to view some of the work the kids have already done. Drew has really been practicing writing her name this summer and it is now legible! Though she is one of the youngest in her class, we expected to see excellent work with lots of gold stars on her bean project. We searched the board, twice, and didn't see her name. I quickly thought back if there were any days she was absent and would've missed out on the project. No, no missed days.

Then we looked a little closer:

I'll give you one guess at who is at the top.

And as we looked at some of the other kids' phenomenal bean projects (one name was not only color-coordinated, but every bean was facing the same direction), we came across Faith's work:

However, Jeremy may or may not be at the grocery store buying beans for Drew to practice at home.

First day of soccer

Laguna Niguel Youth Soccer Association lets kids play as early as 3 years old. Of course we signed Drew up and were all excited to watch Drew rule the soccer fields on her very first day. Daddy took Drew shopping to get her shinguards, cleats, socks and ball. She insisted on the black and white ball instead of the pink ball because it was a "real" ball.

When we checked in last Saturday morning she got a full uniform and was even more excited! This is Drew's game face.

 We did a little warming up with some dribbling,

 a little passing,

 a few wind sprints, 

 and one last "yay for soccer!" face.

 We started out great. She followed directions and was the leading dribbler.

 She concentrated really hard and was playing well with her teammates.

 And then, at a whopping15 minutes in, things started to turn.

 Drew started to whine and frown. And sit.

 Then she got her second wind and joined in for the Monster Kick drill, with her entourage behind her.

 And then she hit rock bottom.

First day of Pre-K!

Excited to be going to Miss Teresa's class.

She knew right where her cubby was in the Blue Room.

She was so happy to see Emma, she ran over to her and hugged her.

No doubt, she just said the word, "actually......."

Back in chapel with Emma and Faith, a friend from VBS. Of course Drew is never too busy to smile for the camera.

Again, explaining something to an unwitting Emma. Probably saying, "So. Emma. Ok....."

 "Mom! Come here! Come stand by me!"

CA Adventure

We got up early last Sunday morning to go to California Adventure in the hopes of missing the heat and all the people. We certainly didn't miss the heat. Luckily it was early enough that we never waited longer than about 5 minutes to do anything.

 We tried to keep Drew's mind off the heat by taking breaks in the Puddle Park and staying wet.

 Doing a little crazy driving in the bumper cars.

 One of her favorite rides is the Jumpin' Jellyfish.

 If a ride didn't have a line, we rode it. Even if that meant the plain 'ol carousel.

 We noticed this year that Drew developed a sense of fear. At barely 3 years old she rode all the big rides and only complained about the Matterhorn last year. This year we had to convince her to ride Pirates of the Caribbean, Monsters Inc, Buzz Lightyear and other kiddie rides.

 And yet we still had to leave the street show because she was afraid of Sully.

Scared of Monsters Inc. I blame Kelsey and wanting everything to be spooky.

Golf Tourney #2

Drew now has 2 competitive athletic events under her belt. Jeremy and Tyler signed the girls up for another parent-junior golf tournament. The good news is this tournament the girls actually made it through all 9 holes and turned in legitimate scorecards! The bad news is that all 9 holes were peppered with poopie and potty jokes from the girls.

No doubt sharing chipping tips.

 She actually got some altitude on a couple of shots. Daddy's eyes were wide as dinner plates each time she made solid contact.

Putting got a little easy for Meghan so she thought she'd try playing one-handed with her eyes closed.

I'd like to say they are sharing strategy but more than likely this is another Knock-Knock joke that ends with so-and-so goes poopie.

 The girls were ecstatic to receive their first trophies. Those participation trophies look a lot bigger than the doorstops I used to get!

Expertise

The Sesame Street episode Drew was watching on Boppa's iPad yesterday introduced her to another new word: expert
I asked her what it meant and she said "an expert is when you are really good at something." Well done.
"Ok Drew, what are you an expert at?"
"Cartwheels and bubbles," followed by an example of her cartwheel expertise, which tells me we either need to explain "expert" more clearly, or go back to gymnastics to improve her cartwheels.
"What is Grammy an expert at?"
"Blowing bubbles." Grammy does blow a mean bubble.
"What is Mommy an expert at?"
"Computer gaming." Touche.
"What is Boppa an expert at?"
"Eating pizza."
Clearly she understands the meaning of the word.