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Oct. 12th, 2008 08:24 pmI don't get much of a traditional Saturday these days - I work all morning, and then dick around for half the rest of the day - but today was a really nice day. We went hiking! We were going to get up early, but had stayed up late, so we got a later start than originally planned. We went up Pine Cobble, and actually made it all the way to the top. With a 3-year-old in tow, that's saying something. I hadn't been all the way to the top in quite a few years. It was such a gorgeous day and the foliage and views were spectacular.
Elena was moderately good, but she had several stubborn bits. My favorite part was when she insisted that we all sit down in the trail and then started conducting a circle a la her teachers. "Now Lambs," she'll say. She is currently in the Lamb class at school. "Lambs, what is this?" We'd say "A rock". Then she'd turn to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
galagan, "What's your name? Okay, galagan, here's the rock. Now give it a soft pat. Now touch it like this." Then he had to pass it to me and I had to do the same. We did this in several iterations.
(She's been on a big kick of this lately - where she is the teacher and running us through school routines. The other day we went on a walk around the neighborhood holding onto a rope just like you see bands of preschoolers do. She insisted on leading, and would announce, "okay, Lambs, let's walk now!")
Near the top she started complaining that her feet hurt. She was wearing an older pair of sneakers (which I've now decided I'd better retire). Actually, my boots were hurting me too. On the way down, she was clearly getting tired, yet somehow, she took no nap when we got home. We're all exhausted tonight - I definitely want to go to bed early tonight. First: sitting in the family room, fire in the stove, M*A*S*H* on TV, cookies and a cup of tea - and a little school reading.
Elena was moderately good, but she had several stubborn bits. My favorite part was when she insisted that we all sit down in the trail and then started conducting a circle a la her teachers. "Now Lambs," she'll say. She is currently in the Lamb class at school. "Lambs, what is this?" We'd say "A rock". Then she'd turn to
galagan, "What's your name? Okay, galagan, here's the rock. Now give it a soft pat. Now touch it like this." Then he had to pass it to me and I had to do the same. We did this in several iterations.(She's been on a big kick of this lately - where she is the teacher and running us through school routines. The other day we went on a walk around the neighborhood holding onto a rope just like you see bands of preschoolers do. She insisted on leading, and would announce, "okay, Lambs, let's walk now!")
Near the top she started complaining that her feet hurt. She was wearing an older pair of sneakers (which I've now decided I'd better retire). Actually, my boots were hurting me too. On the way down, she was clearly getting tired, yet somehow, she took no nap when we got home. We're all exhausted tonight - I definitely want to go to bed early tonight. First: sitting in the family room, fire in the stove, M*A*S*H* on TV, cookies and a cup of tea - and a little school reading.
