tales of cheese sticks and poster paint
Dec. 8th, 2011 06:23 pmAnother day of volunteering in the class. There was a little girl today that was visiting and seeing if she liked the class. Senor Onion went right up to her and introduced himself and held out his hand and shook hers. It was love at first sight for the both of them. I really hope her Mom decides to put her in the class because she had a great time and Senor Onion adored her. He brought her over to the sandbox where they played for a good long while. Then he built towers with her and then showed her the library area. The teacher was smart enough to have the girl sit next next to Senor Onion at snack time. They were both having a wonderful time. She kept asking him to come home with her. She said to her Mum, "I promise to take care of him. Can't he come with us in our car?" (like he was a stray puppy haha) Poor girl threw a tantrum over Senor Onion not coming with her and ran off and threw herself in the grass.
That's right. Senor Onion causes women to throw tantrums over the loss of him.
Poor little girl's Mom.
It is interesting to observe some of his interactions with his friends. With the boys it is rough-housing and constant arguments over who is to be the bad guy and good guy and which super-hero. When he plays with the girls he becomes a care-giver. (offering to make them tea and help them find things they need for their play-house) One day the two youngest girls in the class (Belle and Lulu) were trying to wander off and he got up and gathered them and said, "Come on girls, time for circle time." and then proceeded to herd them back to the rug. His teacher says he is kind of a mentor to the youngest girls, since they are barely three and he is a big five. (dontchyaknow because OMG he tells everyone in the western hemisphere he is five. FIVE.. Just in case you forgot somehow.) I suppose it bodes well that he is incredibly kind to all the women of the world. Be it babies, fully grown ladies and everyone in between.
I was working with another parent (who is a fireman and hosted the kids yesterday at their field trip) and he wowed the kids with his tale of a major fire that he had to fight last night. It was in a neighborhood they don't normally cover but it was one of those fires where they bring everyone in and when they were on the freeway heading toward Wallingford they could see the giant plume of smoke. The kids were thoroughly pleased to hear that the firemen had eaten up all the brownies they brought and had all the energy in the world to fight a big fire.
So there you are. Bring brownies to the firemen.
I am worn out. Chasing after 11 young children (even with a few other adults helping) is exhausting.
Time to relax by baking a million cookies.
That's right. Senor Onion causes women to throw tantrums over the loss of him.
Poor little girl's Mom.
It is interesting to observe some of his interactions with his friends. With the boys it is rough-housing and constant arguments over who is to be the bad guy and good guy and which super-hero. When he plays with the girls he becomes a care-giver. (offering to make them tea and help them find things they need for their play-house) One day the two youngest girls in the class (Belle and Lulu) were trying to wander off and he got up and gathered them and said, "Come on girls, time for circle time." and then proceeded to herd them back to the rug. His teacher says he is kind of a mentor to the youngest girls, since they are barely three and he is a big five. (dontchyaknow because OMG he tells everyone in the western hemisphere he is five. FIVE.. Just in case you forgot somehow.) I suppose it bodes well that he is incredibly kind to all the women of the world. Be it babies, fully grown ladies and everyone in between.
I was working with another parent (who is a fireman and hosted the kids yesterday at their field trip) and he wowed the kids with his tale of a major fire that he had to fight last night. It was in a neighborhood they don't normally cover but it was one of those fires where they bring everyone in and when they were on the freeway heading toward Wallingford they could see the giant plume of smoke. The kids were thoroughly pleased to hear that the firemen had eaten up all the brownies they brought and had all the energy in the world to fight a big fire.
So there you are. Bring brownies to the firemen.
I am worn out. Chasing after 11 young children (even with a few other adults helping) is exhausting.
Time to relax by baking a million cookies.
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Date: 2011-12-09 07:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-09 07:38 am (UTC)When friends have come over, he will answer the door and say, "Hello, come on in, What a lovely dress you have on."
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Date: 2011-12-09 01:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-09 04:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-09 04:07 pm (UTC)oliver is also sporting a new admirer. her name is miriam and i finally met her rather intense mother a week or two ago. we have been invited to miriam's home for a playdate and i think he might well be the only boy invited to her princess-themed birthday party in january. he does get on well with the ladies. i wonder what would happen if we put oliver and senor onion in a room with five girls.
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Date: 2011-12-09 04:20 pm (UTC)I think if Oliver and Senor Onion were together in a room, the girls would faint. Too much cuteness in one room. Like Robert Redford and Paul Newman in person.
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Date: 2011-12-09 04:22 pm (UTC)