Role Play

The scene:  Gizmo's bedroom, Sunday night.  Mitch, Gizmo and I are picking up toys in preparation for bed.  I grab Toto's basket, part of her Dorothy costume for Halloween.

Me:  "Gizmo, why don't you go get Toto and we can put him in his basket."

(Gizmo runs into the other room to find Toto. She runs back in.)

Me (with basket open):  "OK, Gizmo, put him in!"

Gizmo (with a sad look on her face):  "Oh, you can't take him away from me!"

(Mitch and I exchange a look and laugh, both of us immediately deciding that she has taken on her role of Dorothy for Halloween extremely seriously.)

Me:  "I'm not taking him away.  We can put him in the basket and set the whole basket on your ledge."

Gizmo (without another thought):  "OK!"

End scene.

Who knows how she'll act as "Dorothy" tomorrow night, especially when she has a sidekick in the Cowardly Lion.

Back from Hiatus to Show Off Our Daughter's Athletic Prowess...or Lack Thereof

Gizmo has started going to a tumbling class this fall through our district's community education.  For the last several weeks, she has met with several other 3-5 year-olds to move between five different stations: trampoline, tumble track, balance beam, high bar, and wedge mat for rolling.  The first week she spent running between her group and me, but that has significantly improved with bribery of Dairy Queen for the first class she stays with her group the entire time.  (We have yet to have DQ, by the way.)

Every class they warm up....

And then get into small groups to move through the apparatuses.  While she waits, Gizmo keeps busy by digging in her nose.....

.....here's another close-up......

And then does her best.  (And by best, I mean go as fast as she possibly can, even pushing kids out of the way as she goes.)

Oh, Gizmo.  I fear you might have your parents' abilities in athletics.  Lord help you.