We headed back to Winston after breakfast the next morning. It was a lovely trip. I bet it would be really amazing as the leaves change, and I hope we get to go back some time and ride again.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Abingdon, VA
Last weekend, I tossed the kiddos in the car and we headed out to get in some quality time with Zack's folks. The destination: Abingdon, Virginia, home to the Virginia Creeper Trail. The plan was to bike it and take in some of the beautiful mountain scenery.
We stopped in Boone on the way up to visit with some friends, but still arrived in Abingdon in time to check out some fishies and eat dinner before bed.
We headed out the next morning to ride the trail.
Grandpa took on the challenge of hauling the kiddos. That adds somewhere between 50-60 lbs of weight, not counting the trailer, but the route is mostly downhill, so it didn't become an issue.
And of course we stopped along the way to check out the scenery. Ela loved watching the water and wanted to stop over and over again. Lily just wanted out of her helmet.
We stopped for lunch about 7 miles from Damascus (our final destination) and then booked it the last leg. The bad thing about riding with kiddos: the grown ups are tired at the end of the ride, but the kids have done nothing but sit all day. Ela was ready to wiggle so we took her to check out some trains.
She was sad that they didn't move, but she enjoyed climbing around in them.
Grandpa was having so much fun with the girls that he volunteered to take them for the evening so Grandma and I could go see a show. Tarzan was playing at the Barter Theater, so after dinner we headed out. I enjoyed the break from my little sillies.
We headed back to Winston after breakfast the next morning. It was a lovely trip. I bet it would be really amazing as the leaves change, and I hope we get to go back some time and ride again.
We headed back to Winston after breakfast the next morning. It was a lovely trip. I bet it would be really amazing as the leaves change, and I hope we get to go back some time and ride again.
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Ela Goes to Preschool
I really don't know where I went last month, sorry about that. We're rolling into the fall routine now, so I should get back to the blog a bit more now. I wanted to post a picture with this, but my camera is being uncooperative so I'll have to settle for some stories about Ela's grand return to preschool.
Preschool started Wednesday, but we've been building up to it for weeks now. I had a parent meeting a few weeks ago, and when I was telling Ela about it, I asked her if she was excited about being a frog this year (that's her class name). She replied, "Yes! I'll be a good frog. I'll go ribbit! Ribbit!" I nearly fell over laughing.
Last week, there was a room visit day, and Ela had fun looking at all the new toys in the room. She seemed less interested in the kids than I expected, but on the way home, all she could talk about was how she wanted Kate to come play at her house. We haven't ever done a playdate with anyone who couldn't just walk over, so I'm looking forward to setting that up.
This year, Ela's class gets to use the carpool at preschool, meaning parents just drop them off and teachers walk them in at the beginning of the day. At the end of the day, the teacher brings them out to the car too. The parent never has to leave the car, which for me and Lily, is awesome! The school has a great system, so it all runs very smoothly. Today when her teacher brought Ela out, she told me that Ela likes to eat lunch. I had to double check and make sure she was bringing me the right child, since Ela doesn't eat... ever. What we figured out was that she doesn't really eat much, she just really likes sitting at the table with the kids, and she's always the last one done.
I know Ela's enjoying preschool because she sings on the way there. Ela is not a performer by nature, but she'll sing to herself when she's happy. On the way to school lately, she's been singing "This Old Man." I've been impressed by her counting ability as the verses go on, but she doesn't really know all the words, so she makes some up. Her version goes something like this (I'll start with a middle verse to give you the idea with the counting):
This old man
He played five
He played knick knack on his lunchbox
with a (mumblemumble mumble) BONE
This old man went rolling home.
This old man
He played .... one two three four five six...
He played six
He played knick knack on his carseat
with a (mumbledybumble) BONE
This old man went rolling home.
If she's having half as much fun in the class as she is getting to and from it, then I'm happy.
Preschool started Wednesday, but we've been building up to it for weeks now. I had a parent meeting a few weeks ago, and when I was telling Ela about it, I asked her if she was excited about being a frog this year (that's her class name). She replied, "Yes! I'll be a good frog. I'll go ribbit! Ribbit!" I nearly fell over laughing.
Last week, there was a room visit day, and Ela had fun looking at all the new toys in the room. She seemed less interested in the kids than I expected, but on the way home, all she could talk about was how she wanted Kate to come play at her house. We haven't ever done a playdate with anyone who couldn't just walk over, so I'm looking forward to setting that up.
This year, Ela's class gets to use the carpool at preschool, meaning parents just drop them off and teachers walk them in at the beginning of the day. At the end of the day, the teacher brings them out to the car too. The parent never has to leave the car, which for me and Lily, is awesome! The school has a great system, so it all runs very smoothly. Today when her teacher brought Ela out, she told me that Ela likes to eat lunch. I had to double check and make sure she was bringing me the right child, since Ela doesn't eat... ever. What we figured out was that she doesn't really eat much, she just really likes sitting at the table with the kids, and she's always the last one done.
I know Ela's enjoying preschool because she sings on the way there. Ela is not a performer by nature, but she'll sing to herself when she's happy. On the way to school lately, she's been singing "This Old Man." I've been impressed by her counting ability as the verses go on, but she doesn't really know all the words, so she makes some up. Her version goes something like this (I'll start with a middle verse to give you the idea with the counting):
This old man
He played five
He played knick knack on his lunchbox
with a (mumblemumble mumble) BONE
This old man went rolling home.
This old man
He played .... one two three four five six...
He played six
He played knick knack on his carseat
with a (mumbledybumble) BONE
This old man went rolling home.
If she's having half as much fun in the class as she is getting to and from it, then I'm happy.
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