As we got into the car, Hazel was a little upset. She looked at Kim and said, “Mommy sit” and pointed to the seat next to her car seat. Kim agreed. Then Hazel said, “Daddy sit” and pointed to the other seat in the back of the car.
I said, “Hazel, someone has to drive the car”.
She looked at me and said, without missing a beat, “Hazel drive”.
This was right after we get to the car from picking her up from day care. When she approached the car, she said, “drive home.”
We took the girls for the long promised and long overdue ear piercing, and then for some nice indian food after.
Hazel had a poetry assignment for school. They had to create a book with a certain number of different styles of poems, including haikus, cinquain, diamante, ballads, ode, and elegy.
We did Tuesday tacos, and Margot was playing with my phone while we waited. She said she was trying to look mysterious.
If anyone eats gluten free or cooks for someone that does, highly recommend two things: 1) Get yourself the pictured cookbook. The recipes aren’t simple, they involve a lot of mixing your own flour blends, but they have all been fantastic. 2) Get yourself a
Hazel had a great time at this weeklong summer camp. The week ends with a live performance, where Hazel played the keyboard on one song and sang on another. https://www.schoolofrock.com/locations/pasadena
Last week, I tried to take most of the week off to have “Daddy Camp” with the girls for their last week of summer. I didn’t succeed completely, but I did take a fair chunk of the week off. One of the things we did
