Story number 1:
Kate has lost her first two (non-cleft related) teeth. The first one came out while she was playing July 2 at her buddy Olivia's house. (Yes, I am a belated blogger.) It was so loose I could've plucked it right out, but she insisted she wanted it to "just fall out." And it did. It bled a little bit, and she cried. I asked her if it hurt, and she said that it didn't. So then I asked her why she was crying. She looked at me and said, "Oh, yeah," and immediately stopped crying and gave me a huge smile.
The second one came out between Sunday school and church one Sunday in August. It just fell out. No crying this time. The end.
Story number 2:
Kate loves soccer. In the spring she played in the 6-7 league with her brother because a) It meant less driving for me and b) She can totally hold her own. So even though big brother Will moved up to the 8-10 league this fall, we left her in the 6-7 league, even though she is only 5 1/2. On Monday she played in the pouring rain (no lightening at all), and scored her first two goals ever! The team won 5-2, and she was very proud of herself.
Story number 3:
At school, Kate was nominated for the "Take Pride In Your Work" award. When she came home with the paper and a note from the principal, I bragged on her and talked to her about what that award meant. I thought she understood it, until her Mimi called an hour later.
Me: Kate, your Mimi is on the phone. Come here and tell her what your award is for.
Kate: (shrugs) Being a little Chinese person?
Apparently I have done such a thorough job of instilling ethnic pride in my daughter that she thinks she gets awards for it. Either that, or she has more personality than I know what to do with.
Story number 4:
Will wants me to add that he just taught her to play piano without any lessons. Seriously, she is downstairs playing a song he taught her. Good job, Will and Kate!
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