Any time we see Santa’s list in a book or a store decoration, Hazel checks to see if her name was on it. We’re at a place today that has a Santa, but the wait is 4.5 hours so we were telling her we might not make it.
She was looking really worried even though we reminded her that she’d already talked to Santa.
She said, "but I need to ask him a question. "
Us : "what? "
H: "I want to ask him if he has another list, one with my name on it… "
Hazel had her first game with the school soccer team. She played super well, especially considering it’s been 4+ months since she played a game.
Hazel is home sick today. She texted me this: I’m stuck at homeSuper-duper sickNo places to roamI wish this was a trickI’m so boredThis house is so quietOutside birds soaredWhat rhymes with quietI’ll be better by tonightI wish we had more guacamoleBy friday I’ll be
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.
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