Eating Freezies, Being 5

Bathtime Beaut

Hippity Hoppity, Clippety Cloppety

Easter weekend was lots of fun this year.  Aside from the standard egg-hunting agenda, I also got to ride a pony named John!  

Me on Easter morning, hunting for eggs.

Me and Nan having a swordfight.  

Ribbit & Croak

At Christmas, Santa was kind and magical enough to bring me two teeny tiny additions to our unusual pet collection (I still comment and am amazed at the unique Santa magic that stopped my frogs from freezing to death in the sleigh).  


Ribbit & Croak are my aquatic frogs (and, like Penny, they shed their skin - but they eat it afterwards).  I have been doing a lot of research on various kinds of amphibians but there is not a lot of information out there about how best to care for aquatic frogs.


Despite the lack of resources, I am happy to report that Ribbit & Croak are doing well although are thus far silent and therefore not living up to their names (I was able to find out that only males will ribbit or croak and only when they are old enough to mate).  


Ribbit & Croak are bigger than when we got them and their skin pattern is much more defined.  They have survived having their tank water changed several times, without obvious trauma.  I feed them a pinch of bloodworms every night before bed (yum, yum!) and so far they seem to be as happy and healthy as Kermit The Frog ever was, and he had handlers.

We don't know if they are male or female, or when/if they might be old enough to mate.
This adds a certain element of anticipation to having these froggies as pets!

'B' is for Bartering

Dad got a new bicycle recently, which provided a good lesson on the meaning and value of bartering services for goods.  


A couple of months ago, Dad did some work for a local guy who owns a bike shop; in return for his work, Dad got to pick out exactly the bike he wanted (to augment his already sizable collection).  It was a good trade and Dad is an even happier guy than usual!


Bring on biking season!  I got a new bike too this March (thanks Grandma and Grandpa) and have been training so I reach my goal of being able to go on bike rides with Dad soon.  

Scout - 3 Ways

Spooky Springtime

We aren't sure what to make of this somewhat spooky spring (or summer!) weather.  Is this it?  Is winter over?  Should dad change the tires on the car?  

We have a front hall full of winter boots and summer hats.  We are applying sunscreen in mid-March.  We have flowers out in the garden and buds on the trees.  Here's hoping Jack Frost is done for the year...

RC Heaven

Our Shadows

Me and dad doing the remote control truck at the quarry

the dogs weren't sure what to think of the RC truck, but it sure got them excited!

Huge cliff that I was preparing to climb by myself

Climbing the cliff...

Made it to the top! (then climbed down and up again) 

Happy Dad - in RC Heaven!

Daylight Savings and other Magic

Mom tried to explain Daylight Savings to me today, but I was busy thinking about other kinds of magic.

Mom:  "What are you doing, hon?"


Me:  "Well, can you go away if I tell you?"


Mom:  "Okay"


Me:  "Well I am using my magic Budhha Cat statue to make a wish that one of my stuffy dogs will come alive so we can play.  And I have to put the Buddha Cat statue on anything that's Chinese red when I make my wish, because the Chinese red makes the cat magic.  I have tried a bunch of red things but it's still not working, so can you go away?  It usually only works when there's not real humans around.  Okay?  So go away now."


Mom:  "Okay then."

Add Water and Stir

Mom: “Hey girls, want to go to the park?”

 

Me: “Go away mom!”

 

Ella: “Yah, we’re being teenagers!”

 

Me: “And sisters forever, right Ella?"

 

Ella: “Yah!  So you can go away!”

 

Mom: (pretending to be dejected):  “okay”. 

 

The Girls:  (hilarious cackling) “We don’t need a grown-up!  We’re teenagers!”

 

Mom: (quietly)  “oh lordy”

I have some new cousins.  And one (Ella) is a girl and she is also 5.

  This is exciting for both of us.  

Who knew that you could just add water and stir...and end up with instant cousins?

In this age of complicated family structures, it's not unusual to suddenly find yourself with a step-cousin in-law but not by marriage (or is it?)