First loose tooth
March 22nd, 2012It’s official — Henrietta finally has her first loose tooth. She’s been eagerly awaiting this all year!
It’s official — Henrietta finally has her first loose tooth. She’s been eagerly awaiting this all year!
Riding in the car, talking about trees…
Grandpa: Do you know how to tell the difference between a spruce and a hemlock?
Charlotte: Yes. One is black, and one is…pink!
Dinner has devolved into knock-knock jokes.
Charlotte: Knock-knock!
Ben: Who’s there?
Charlotte: Banana!
Ben: Banana who?
Charlotte: (with great enthusiasm) Bananaman!
Funny moments from this morning’s commute:
Charlotte is two!
Candles were lit, silly hats were worn, and songs were sung:
Key stats from her checkup:
ETA: Perhaps in celebration, Charlotte pooped on the potty at school today!
Talking about the football loss this weekend:
“Well, I can be a little bit happy. I mean, I went to Harvard Yard Child Care Center.”
Oh no! What have we done?
Charlotte enters the living room and announces:
“I want some music.”
“I wanna dance!”
Today’s report from day care: Charlotte peed on the potty!
Shortly after we got home, Henrietta told us that they’re learning the Pledge of Allegiance at school:
“I don’t remember the words yet. But I remember the pose!”
at which point she walked out to the hall, where we have an old American flag that belonged to Ben’s great-aunt Barb, and put her hand over her heart:

Her great-grandfather would be proud.
Getting ready for bed, talking about Day 2 of Kindergarten, Henrietta observed:
“Mommy, my new Kindergarten is like Camp Bulldog [the child care provided at Yale reunions].”
“How’s that?”
“Well, I don’t know the teacher or kids that well. But everybody’s very nice!”