Monday, September 14, 2009

First Day of School!

Today was Cora's first day of preschool! It was bitter sweet for me. I'm so excited to see her grow and develop and gain new experiences, but also sad as part of me wants her to just stop growing and stay this precious, caring, silly little three-year-old forever.

She loves her school. Today as many of the other 3-year-olds nervously clung to parent's pantlegs, Cora jumped into playing with the experienced 4-year-old second years. Her teachers are Ms. Christa and Ms. Danielle, the latter of whom Cora will only call Ms. Dana because she's so familiar with our friend Dana. When I tell her "Dan-ielle" she says, "I can't say that."

Off she goes.

Bye, Mom!

She loves the kitchen and the dollhouse the most. Very girly!

Get a grip

Cora loves the zipline, and isn't scared at all even though it can go pretty fast, though to be honest, her mother was a little!

Vancouver Biking

Vancouver graced our last few days before the furiously busy semester started with the most perfect, cloudless, 65-degree, slightly breezy, glorious weather. We wasted the weekend away light-hearted and carefree, riding bikes around the seawall, sitting around in the grass visiting with neighbors, taking walks and trying out my new $5 roller blades from the University Chapel rummage sale.

Our car unfortunately was not in good spirits despite the gorgeous weather. He got sick, leaving David stranded a couple miles from home with both the girls on his way home from errands on Saturday evening. A neighbor friend ended up "towing" it back home with a rope behind his Honda Pilot.

That left us without a car for church. We could have taken the bus. But I decided I wanted to use my new roller blades. So, I strapped them on with my nice trousers and fresh makeup and set off pushing the jogging stroller with Hannah in it for the three-mile ride. Dave followed close behind on his bike with Cora in her bike seat. It felt great. Until the hills. I hadn't remembered there being much of any hills. I arrived to church sweaty and red-faced and a few minutes late. We had a barbecue after the service, and I don't know if it was the endorphins or the shiny face, but I've never had so many people comment on how energetic and happy I looked!

Hannah was much happier when we weren't moving.

Cora enjoyed watching the raccoons who were very bold about asking us for some food.

The best thing about special family days is the chocolate gelato!