Dec 032012
 

We joined the whole elf-on-the-shelf brouhaha last year, and Henry and Eleanor loved it. They had fun searching for the elf every morning, and randomly named him Ted.

They’ve been asking if Ted was coming back this year. Yesterday Andy told them that they could ask the Christmas tree, that Santa could hear them through the most Christmas thing in the house. I wish you could have seen them standing two inches from the tree, asking Santa if Ted could come back.

And voila! Ted made his triumphant return this morning, bringing a treat for breakfast with him.

I love this age, where they’re so smart about so many things, but also so quick to believe. Eleanor’s asking more questions this year (“is Ted just a toy?”) but still trusts our answers or makes them up herself (“he looks like a toy but changes into a real elf after we’re asleep”). I know we don’t have many years of this left. At some point the questions will overtake the faith in the answers. So for right now we’re trying to soak it up as much as we can. Because two five-year-olds’ excitement over elves who deliver Pop-Tarts? Pretty magical.

Nov 102012
 

While Andy and I did yardwork this afternoon, Henry kept us entertained with impromptu dance performances.

“Are those cool dance moves?” he’d ask. Yes they are, kid. I hope you never lose your self-assurance and confidence in your abilities. Plus I have a feeling you’re going to be really fun in college.

May 172012
 

Yesterday was bike day at school, one of Henry and Eleanor’s favorite days.

And while I was gone, apparently this happened:

Luckily Eleanor agreed to give me a demonstration so I could get it on film iPhone. I heard she had it down pat by her second try, and she’s been asking ever since to take the training wheels off of her own bike.

These kids! Why won’t they listen to their mother and quit growing up so fast?

Mar 312012
 

Cards and presents.

A trip to the bakery that turned into a surprise trip to the bike store.

Two unexpected, out-of-the-blue brand new bikes.

An actual trip to the bakery for cakes.

Lunch at Steak n Shake.

First library cards to go with the made-by-Mom book bags.

Bike ride.

Bike ride.

Pit stop at the soccer field.

Bike ride.

Bike ride.

Bike ride.

Games and more games and pizza at the arcade.

Bike ride.

Cake and candles and “Happy Birthday.”

Bike ride.

•••••

As Henry and Eleanor jumped up and down at the realization that the bikes just wheeled out were theirs, Henry declared, “This is the best birthday ever!”

Couldn’t have said it better myself.