Preschool in Pictures

This is just one of the many "books" Faith has written this past year. Basically, she draws a series of pictures and then tells her teachers what to write on the page. Apparently, this idea has been so popular that other kids are now doing it too. My writer's heart swells with pride every time she brings home one of these short stories that's sure to have a unique one liner. Here are the titles of the others:

The Potato Bug

The Stuffing and the Bananas
Best Line of the Book: "Chicken. They ate chicken." (Don't let the title fool you!)

The Little Frosting Cupcake
Best Line of the Book: "The friends gotten in line and said, 'I don't want to pop the weasel.'"

The Little Apple

The Banana and the Hot Rose (a romance novel, perhaps ;)
Best Line of the Book: "They ate blue clouds and pickles and chicken."

The Harvest and the Shark (What? Those two things don't go together)

The book about the X-ray and the Little Girl
Best Line of the Book: "That's when they played a game called Six Rules Cereal Coal."

The Pilgrims and the Navajos (her first best-seller)

Pardon my bad photography, but these are the minions the school displayed during the enrollment period about what each student's favorite things about school. 

This is a project for which I literally had to bite my tongue and sit on my hands not to intervene and help her with. For Valentine's Day, the kids were assigned to cut pictures of things they liked out of magazines, wrappers, etc. I love that she put Gabby front and center, but the lipstick and weird owl? 


A little side story from parent teacher conferences. Faith's teachers were very complimentary of her focus during group time, eagerness to participate and overall progress on writing her name, coloring, etc. They did bring up the fact that sometimes she didn't listen to instructions before beginning her work. When they would stop her and tell her she needed to wait, she would simply turn to them and say matter-of-factly, "I'm an artist."

Well, she is an artist. Love the diversity :)

Last but not least, some abstract work.

To close out, I recently attended an informational meeting about kindergarten that only confirmed how ready Faith is for school. When I think about her singing in music class, eating lunch with her buddies and learning to read, I'm overcome with joy knowing how much she will love it all. While it puts a lump in my throat to think of how fast she's grown up, I am so happy for her to start school. But that doesn't mean I won't cry like a baby at her preschool graduation. Maybe I'll bring "The Banana and the Hot Rose" for a good laugh. 

The Gift of Gab

Now that Gabby is talking in sentences, it's time for her very first "That's What She Said" post. It can also serve as a translation guide if you find yourself with her without her translator (aka Rob, me or Faith.) I kid, slightly, but we're definitely at the age where Gabs knows exactly what she wants and sometimes we have a hard time interpreting. Other times, we hear her loud and clear. Like these times:

"Higofaify" = Here you go, Faith.

"Haaaayyy" = Don't take that away from me/Let me do what I want.

Gabby: Ahbud.
Me: What?
Gabby: Ahbud!
Me: You bite?
Gabby: Ah-bud!!!
Me: iPad?
Gabby: (nods emphatically!)

Gabby: Buhdy.
Me: What?
Gabby: Buhdy!
Me: Booty?
Rob: (from another room) She wants Birdie!
Me: Birdie?
Gabby: (nods emphatically)

Gabby: (upon walking into daycare) "Hi, Marsha!"

Gabby: (upon leaving the basement) "Bye, money." (to her play money)

Gabby: "Howie, NO!" (this is a common phrase in our household)

"mm" = M&M

"Nack" = Snack, pronto.

"Boppop" = dum dum sucker.

"Binky" = Binky! (so sad we have to get ride of this bad boy soon)

"ABCD" = for any and all letters on anything (She can READ!)

Gabby: Why?
Me: Because (fill in the blank)
Gabby: Why?
Me: Because (fill in the blank)
Gabby: Why?
Me: Because Johnson's likes babies. (This is something my mom used to say to me all the time growing up!)

"Shoose" = Shoes, and I want to put them on myself, so don't try to help me or I will freak out.

Muk = Milk
Wawa = Water
Crying = I want what Faith has.