Slippery Fish

I've always liked fish, and have been promising Cady a goldfish of her own since plans started for getting the new home. In case you haven't noticed, Cady has a favorite color. What color would you like your room painted? Umm.. purple.. What kind of fish should we get? Umm.. purple.. What should we name your fish? PURPLE!

We talked her into naming the fish something that she is familiar with, and we are just being sure not to let the fish know the true meaning of the (gulp, gulp, gulp, oh no!) new name.

She definitely likes to dance. This past weekend we had a chance to see just how much she has learned in her dance classes at school. This particular performance offered a lot of distractions not terribly conducive to a 2 year old's attention span, but it was still a great opportunity to see that she can definitely follow direction. She had an absolutely wonderful time, and talked about dancing all day long, both before and after her performance.

We have an upcoming official performance at the local community college, on stage and in full. I'm really anxious to get that on film.

In this video clip, the first session is the "back stage" practice before the performance. It's not in this video, but Cady went right in line with the older "blue" girls, and started performing with them. Karen had to tell her to wait for the other pink girls. She didn't know the blue girls routine, but she was right in there like a star.

During the first clip, she's on the viewers left/center, and performing most of the moves with accuracy. Well, like I said, most of them anyway. Then she moves to the far right side. - Her own choreographed move.

While we were waiting for her troop to perform, (in the middle clip) she just had to keep practicing while with Karen. We got a big giggle out of that.

When she actually performed the debut dance, outside, (the final and third clip), Cady was on the opposite end, to our far right of the video picture. It's sometimes difficult to tell her apart from her good friend Isabella, but Cady has her hair up and isabella doesn't. It's difficult to see her at times over on the right corner, but we're so proud of our tiny dancer. She's the youngest one there, and at least 6 months younger than the next youngest in the troop (Isabella).

And now for your viewing pleasure (and a chance to show off a fun little video app), our star..

First, let me start off with a few pictures that are way overdue.

Cady had a sweet Easter. Scott held a stuffed bunny in the bay window, in the front yard, and knocked on the window as he crouched. Of course, Cady assumed it was the EB incarnate! She was so excited to see the Easter Bunny that, when he 'hopped' into the front yard bushes, she became a bit anxious and yelled out for him to come back. That soon turned to pure joy when we ventured outside to see that he had left her with Easter goodies. Candies, a few good books, and baby carrots (Hey, she likes them. Why ruin a good thing?)

We then ventured to our new home. It was a walk that took us only 6 doors down. We finally bought our first home, and it's 6 houses away from where we were before. This house was a God send, of that I'm sure. But it might as well have been 60 miles down the road. In fact, the move might have been easier on us.
With only 6 doors down, it's easy to fool oneself into believing that you always have time to pack. After all, you can just take the items in your car, or by foot in the kid's wagon, and eventually you'll get it all moved in. Well, let me emphesize the word eventually. Two moving days, fifteen car loads, two Uhaul truck trips, twenty-five + walking trips, one trip to the dump, four good friends and one son's help later and we are all moved in. Oh, and by the way......You probably should not assume that large black garbage bags are good for hauling items to save the expense of purchasing more boxes. You will NEVER find the one item that you know is in one of those bags when you need it the most.
We were going to move two weeks earlier, but came across a few snags. Have you ever lived out of boxes (and big black garbage bags) for two weeks? In any event, we are now in our new home, and it all worked out for the best. We got an excellent loan, and a very good price on the house.
The neighbors are all wonderful. We've met three of them already while we were unpacking. Oddly, around the corner, and six doors down, we only really knew one neighbor family and the lady across the street. Strange how on this street (just around the corner) people seem to be in a different neighborhood. Perhaps it's because the woman that used to live here seemed so well loved by them. Or perhaps it's just a different set of people around the corner. Whatever it is, we feel very blessed to be here and to be in our new home. And one that's finally ours.

Cady is now in dance classes at preschool. She thoroughly enjoys it. And although she is among the youngest in the class, she seems to follow along enough for the dance teacher to want her to perform with the older children.

Here's a preview of the routine they're working on for a recitle they'll perform on Saturday.

Break time?



This is bound to be an interesting (but damn cute) event.