Sunday, January 27, 2013

Peter Pan! - Sarah’s First Musical

Guffaw:
 
On January 27, 2013, G-Momo and Guffaw took you to see your first Broadway-style musical, Peter Pan, starring Cathy Rigby. We saw the play at the Pantages Theater in Hollywood.
 
Part of the fun of going to see a play at the theater is dressing up and you got into it. You wore your "Chinese dress," which is a beautiful pink kimono, and your new shiny gold shoes. You had your hair braided and wore a matching pink bracelet and your "wedding ring." (You told us you recently married your teddy bear, Han Solo.) You borrowed the ring from G-Momo after your wedding ceremony. You like the ring, although it is a little big, because it looks like the engagement ring your Auntie Amber just received from Justin. You were literally quite eye-catching. Guffaw enjoyed watching and hearing people "Oooh" and "Aww" at the beautiful girl walking with him into the theater.
 
On the way to the theater G-Momo and I were trying to figure out where to eat before the play. G-Momo was driving and Guffaw was looking at the navigational system on his phone trying to figure out where the Pantages' parking lot was. Our ticket said the parking lot was on the southeast corner of Hollywood and Argyle. Guffaw is not very good with directions and asked G-Momo if we were going north. G-Momo knew that was not correct but thought we were going south when you came to the rescue, saying we were going west. You then pointed out that "the car tells which way we are going" and, in fact, G-Momo's rear-view mirror was showing a "W" indicating we were going west.
 
Having parked, with your help, we went to a nearby fast food restaurant for a quick meal before the play. While we waited for your food, you showed a stranger at another table your wedding ring. You ordered a kid's meal fried chicken dinner. You removed the skin because you said you were "eating healthy."
 
As we walked from the restaurant to the Pantages, we saw some stars on the Hollywood "Walk of Fame." We pointed out the stars for Robert Goulet, who you knew as "Wheezy" from Toy Story, and Johnny Cash. We told you your mommy sat on Johnny Cash's lap once when she was filming a T.V. show with him.
 
The Pantages theater's ornate ceiling impressed you. You told us "This is my first time in such a fancy building." You were very well behaved and enjoyed the play. At the intermission you did let G-Momo in on the fact that Peter and Wendy were not really flying because you saw they had strings on them.
 
Afterwards on the drive home, you told us you "have a plan." You told G-Momo and me that sometime you are going to have your friends, their parents and us over to your house and then you and your friends will perform the play for the grownups. G-Momo and I can hardly wait!

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Secrets, Secrets, They're No Fun. Secrets Are for Everyone!

DADDY:

When you were 4 1/2, Mommy got pregnant with your new brother or sister. It was almost Christmas, and you overheard Mommy talking with her friend on the phone. So we told you and asked you to keep the secret and not tell your grandparents.

Well, it turns out you are pretty terrible, although hilarious, at keeping secrets.

When you leaked the secret to Daddy's parents, they thought you said, "Mommy has a bunny in her oven." Papa loved that and thought it was so cute.

When you leaked the secret to Mommy's parents, you did it by giving "hints." "I have a Christmas secret that I can't tell you, but I will give you a hint." Then you said, "Before I go to Kindergarten, I will have to go to the hospital." Which is a pretty good clue.

The stories are fun and the memories are good, but we learned...you aren't a very good 4-year-old secret keeper.

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Fervent Prayer of a Righteous Girl

At every meal and prayer time for at least the last six months, your fervent prayer to God has been that you would get to see your foster sister again.

Even when Santa asked you what you wanted for Christmas, you said, "To see my foster sister again." Which, as it turns out, is a tough wish for the red-and-white big guy to grant.

Today, God answered "Yes!" Your face...your and her faces...were epic and priceless.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Vote for Obama

Mommy:
 
Yesterday was the election for president and other things.  We were driving to "preschool" and the radio was still on talk a talk station from listening to election results and so I switched it to the front of the car.  Rush Limbaugh was talking about Romney and Obama in a way that I felt was acceptable for Sarah to hear (I don't usually listen to him because I don't enjoy his disrespectful rants. At this time he was simply saying a vote for Romney was a vote for the idea that being a hard worker is good). 
 
You called from the backseat that you would vote for Obama.  I asked why he would be your choice and you got smiley and said it might be a silly reason and didn't want to share your reasoning.  I was able to politely coax it out of you.  You said, "I would vote for Obama because I like the color of his skin."  I asked, "Oh, you like the color of his skin?" and expected you would mention Jenna.  You said that it reminded you of the boy we went camping with in the cabin (Daniel Kissling).  You paused, then you said he had the same color skin as Jenna. You proceeded to brainstorm all the people you know with similar skin color.  
 
Now I get to use this as a teachable idea that we can like the colors of our skin because all the variations are beautiful but we should compare people for their character and their actions and not let the color of their skin sway our decisons.       

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

When You Grow Up

Uncle Steve: 
 
I walked with you to 7-11 for Slurpees on Monday. You told me you want to be an astronaut when you grow up.
 
Me:  "Oh yeah?  What planet do you wanna go to?"
You:  "There's one planet with butt in it. I forget, what are the planets?"
Me:  "Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus..."
You:  "That's it!  It's not butt, it's anus!  hahaha!  I wanna go there!"

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Star Wars SPOILER ALERT

DADDY:

We are halfway through EMPIRE STRIKES BACK in the Star Wars trilogy. And tonight we had this hilarious conversation:

YOU: *with big excited eyes* Hey Daddy, guess what...a boy at school was talking about Star Wars and he said that Luke Skywalker is Darth Vader's son!
DADDY: He did? What do you think of that?
YOU: It's kind of weird.
DADDY: Why's that weird?
YOU: *makes stftss sound* It just is. Darth Vader's the bad guy!

It cracks me up that people are already ruining movies for you. You just don't know it yet! We're going to watch a little bit more tonight. You're loving it. Even if it is suspenseful!!!

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Scary, Suspenseful, or Nervous

DADDY:

Tonight on Daddy/Daughter Date Night after your sister had already gone to bed, while watching the scene from Empire Strikes Back in which Luke is out in the snow all night with Han Solo, you learned the difference between a couple of words ...

YOU: "This is too scary."
DADDY: *pauses movie* "Is this scary like if you were in the street and saw a car coming?"
YOU: "No, it's only a little bit."
DADDY: "Let me ask you...are you worried about what is going to happen to Luke?"
YOU: *nods*
DADDY: "I think what you're feeling might not be scary. I think it might be suspenseful. Or nervous."
YOU: "Are the good guys going to come save him and Han Solo?"
DADDY: "Yup."