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Charlotte(s)

Charlotte has missed all the little girls her age back in Utah.  IMG_6894In primary, there are no  girls in Isaac’s class and she’s the only girl in her class.  So the closest girl in age is in the class one year younger than her and ironically that girl’s name is also Charlotte.  If that wasn’t enough of a coincidence, the other Charlotte’s birthday is the day before my Charlotte’s birthday (Charlotte C = 12/14 /05 Charlotte H = 12/13/06).

Anyone who knows my Charlotte knows that she loves her name.  For a long time, the phrase you’d hear her say the most was “I’m Charlotte.”  The day she3.4.10 Charlotte and Charlotte severed her thumb, we knew the pain was relieved when she looked at us and said “I’m Charlotte.”  So you can only imagine her excitement to meet another Charlotte who happens to be close to her age.

She announced to me the other day that she wanted to write a book about Charlotte coming.  She choose paper the color of the sun and came up with the text all on her own.  For days she would make comments about the other Charlotte regularly.   She’d say things like “the other Charlotte likes pink too.”  Today, after Charlotte H left, she said “Jesus accidently made two Charlottes.  One is four and the other is three.”

Settling into a New School

Isaac seems to be doing well in his new school.  His school day is much longer than it was in Utah.  He went from 2hrs and 45 min of school to 5 hrs and 15 min.  It means he gets to eat lunch at school which he thinks is great.  On Fridays they wear Orange to support the local football team (Tennessee Volunteers) and Isaac loves his new orange shirt so much that he often tries to wear it all weekend as well.

After his first day of school, I asked him if he had made any friends and he said “no, but lots of kids made friends with me.”  He now tells me that a boy named Storm is his friend because in his words “Storm always gives smiles when he sees me and he always wants me to sit next to him at lunch and when I sit next to him he gives smiles.”  He also informed me that a girl named Faith doesn’t like him because “she gives frowns” when she sees him.

Kindness is. . .

10.27.08 Isaac, Charlotte, Sam, and LillyWe invited our good friends the Kelsons over for family night.  The lesson was on how  Jesus taught us to be kind and love others.  I shared a story during the lesson about Jesus healing a blind man.  The lesson ended with a paper puzzle covering a picture of Jesus.  The kids were required to pick up a puzzle piece and tell one way they can be kind.  The responses were not what I expected.  Here are the ones I remember:

"not hitting"

"not punching or kicking"

"not poking"

"not making someone blind" by Isaac.  I tried to get him to come up with something you can do instead of something that you can avoid doing by saying "what if a friend was coming over?  Can you think of one thing you could do to be kind to your friend?"  His response:  "not make my friend blind."

Not exactly what I planned to teach about kindness, but an interesting view of the 4-year-old-mind.

When the weather is nice . . .

10.20.08 Isaac and Charlotte (2)I just love to be outside with my kids.  I can’t stand to be outside when it’s too hot so there are probably months in the summer when I don’t take the kids outside at all, but on days when it’s nice, I just can’t stay in.  These are the days I neglect all my housework and spend as much time as I can outside.  We started our day with a wagon/bicycle ride to the local old folks home where we participated in a Monday RS meeting program, then we 10.20.08 Charlotte and Makenna (3)rode home, did a few chores then it was back outside for a picnic and play.  We invited the neighbors over to join us.  Charlotte had much fun playing ‘ring-around-the-rosie" with Makenna.  they’d fall down before finishing the song and then kick their feet in the air and laugh.  After a haircut and a trip to the grocery store we spent some time outside at Grandma Cochran’s house (beware an upcoming blog involving a gas grill and someone’s hair!)