Whatever Grandma (and Dada) was feeding Sasha the past few months, it's been working well. It appears that Sasha has gained another pound. That means she has gained at least 5 pounds during her 3 month trip. Amazing.
Sasha actually has grown some chubby thighs and cheeks. She is still in the 40th percentile for weight, if the scales were accurate. This was the same scale that measured her at 19lbs when she first arrived in Montana, so she's been consistently weighed on the same home scale. She was weighed a few days before her return flight home, and she was at 24lbs.
I know that Grandma had a whole area of the pantry that was specifically Sasha's Shelf. All the foods on it were easily accessable and Sasha could just walk into the pantry to grab what she wanted. I have followed this example, and set up a little shelf in our kitchen. It is now Sasha's Shelf. In it, we have some tons of toddler-appealing snacks, such as yogurt fruit snacks, some pistachios, some cheerios, some goldfish crackers. I forget what else.
I am also trying to observe my husband and stay a bit more hands-off for now. He's been with her for the last few months and knows all the little tricks to get her to eat, so it's probably best if I just try to learn from him. Hard for me to do sometimes, but he's great with her and it's best for Sasha.
Tonight for dinner, we had meatloaf and mashed potatoes. Sasha sternly requested rice instead.
07 August 2008
06 August 2008
Welcome home!
Last night, Sasha and her dad returned home from their Montana trip. They had a layover flight in Denver. Apparently she slept their first leg of their airplane trip. She made a little friend on the second flight with a little girl that was about the same age.
I was scheduled to work during the night, so my husband arranged for a taxi to take them home from the airport. But fortunately the guys at work let me come back home to see my family, and I am very grateful.
I waited in front of the house for their taxi to arrive. When it did, my husband did not see me because he was busy paying the fare, however Sasha noticed me. The moment she saw me, she started chanting "MAMA! MAMA! MAMA!" and got louder and louder. She was squirming in her car seat, trying to get out. My husband let her out of her seat and she nearly jumped out of his arms into mine. She gave me the biggest hug ever. It was such a big hug and she didn't stop for several minutes. She stayed in my arms and let me carry her upstairs.
As we walked inside, Sasha kept looking around at everything. I could tell she remembered everything but she was still examining everything like it was all new again. She had to run around the house and rediscover everything. Re-examine. For some reason, she took great fascination in her little potty chair. She sat on it several times, grunted, wiped herself with toilet paper, and carried her toilet around the house everywhere.
I had purchased her a new bed. Well, the bed itself wouldn't fit in the car, but I got the mattress and all the bedding, so I set the mattress up on the floor for her, and sometime later I can figure out how to get the bed frame home. She investigated that and gave it her approval.
At Grandma's house, Sasha had a well established routine for the past few months. Now her routine was interrupted with new people and new surroundings. Bedtime was difficult for her. She cried herself to sleep while laying on her dad's chest, and then transitioned into her new bed. She slept soundly the whole night. She usually does a lot of night waking but strangely she didn't wake up for her usual drink of water/milk/juice at all.
I was scheduled to work during the night, so my husband arranged for a taxi to take them home from the airport. But fortunately the guys at work let me come back home to see my family, and I am very grateful.
I waited in front of the house for their taxi to arrive. When it did, my husband did not see me because he was busy paying the fare, however Sasha noticed me. The moment she saw me, she started chanting "MAMA! MAMA! MAMA!" and got louder and louder. She was squirming in her car seat, trying to get out. My husband let her out of her seat and she nearly jumped out of his arms into mine. She gave me the biggest hug ever. It was such a big hug and she didn't stop for several minutes. She stayed in my arms and let me carry her upstairs.
As we walked inside, Sasha kept looking around at everything. I could tell she remembered everything but she was still examining everything like it was all new again. She had to run around the house and rediscover everything. Re-examine. For some reason, she took great fascination in her little potty chair. She sat on it several times, grunted, wiped herself with toilet paper, and carried her toilet around the house everywhere.
I had purchased her a new bed. Well, the bed itself wouldn't fit in the car, but I got the mattress and all the bedding, so I set the mattress up on the floor for her, and sometime later I can figure out how to get the bed frame home. She investigated that and gave it her approval.
At Grandma's house, Sasha had a well established routine for the past few months. Now her routine was interrupted with new people and new surroundings. Bedtime was difficult for her. She cried herself to sleep while laying on her dad's chest, and then transitioned into her new bed. She slept soundly the whole night. She usually does a lot of night waking but strangely she didn't wake up for her usual drink of water/milk/juice at all.
23 July 2008
Weight Gain! Finally!
I thought I'd report that Sasha is doing much better with the eating recently and has gained much weight! 2 extra pounds in the last month, which is major. She hasn't had that kind of growth since she was 9 months old. She's even starting to get some chubby thighs again.
Lately especially, she's been eating a lot. When there is rice on the table, she gladly has many helpings. She always did like rice.
She hasn't put on much height but so long as she's getting the calories and nutrition she needs, I'm sure that'll come along with time. From what I can see on the WHO.org child growth charts, she is definitely climbing her way back up the weight charts.
I do put caution in the fact that she was weighed on a home scale, but she's been weighed consistantly on that same scale, and that scale has slowly recorded a 2lb increase. Small victories.
Her grandma has also discovered that Sasha has a weakness for prime rib. She has, on multiple occasions, put away an adult sized portion of prime rib in one sitting.
Lately especially, she's been eating a lot. When there is rice on the table, she gladly has many helpings. She always did like rice.
She hasn't put on much height but so long as she's getting the calories and nutrition she needs, I'm sure that'll come along with time. From what I can see on the WHO.org child growth charts, she is definitely climbing her way back up the weight charts.
I do put caution in the fact that she was weighed on a home scale, but she's been weighed consistantly on that same scale, and that scale has slowly recorded a 2lb increase. Small victories.
Her grandma has also discovered that Sasha has a weakness for prime rib. She has, on multiple occasions, put away an adult sized portion of prime rib in one sitting.
Virgo Tales
It seems that Virgo children are very particular about how thing should be. I thought I'd share some recent Virgo child stories.
My mother-in-law, Carol, and Sasha share the same birthday. Therefore they are both Virgos, and the two of them share more personality traits with each other than with anyone else. My mother-in-law told me a story about how particular she was when she was a young virgo child, about Sasha's age. Little Carol went to an aunt's house to visit, and at her aunt's house, they had a wall that you could run in circles around. There were some throw rugs on the floor around this wall. Her aunt thought it was funny that if they flipped the corner of the rug up, it would drive little Carol nuts and she had to flip it back to normal. So the aunt would keep going from rug to rug, flipping the corners up, and little Carol would run around fixing them.
This week, the family went to visit the same aunt at the same house. This time, when they flipped the corners of the rug up, it was Sasha who was driven nuts by the improper corner placement of the rugs. Sasha ran around, just like her grandmother had 50 years earlier, from rug to rug, putting all the rug corners back in their place. So picky!
Another cute example. Sasha was playing in the kitchen of her grandma's restauraunt, and her grandma gave her a bucket of water to play with, thinking she'd probably stir the water with a spoon or maybe splash around in it. Nope. Sasha ran to the clean dishrags, grabbed a rag, and used the bucket of water and rag to wash windows.
She just loves to cook and clean.
I think I've already mentioned in a previous post about how particular Sasha was when she got her new little toddler bed. She spent hours arranging the pillows and blankets just so. She knew it was her bed and she wanted it just right. She had no problems sleeping in it even from the first night.
17 July 2008
Family portrait attempt
About a month ago when we were ALL on vacation, we did several attempts at trying to get a decent family picture. It's something that's nearly impossible for us to do at home. Alas the sun was in our eyes, and Sasha was NOT in the mood. She did not want to sit around on a rock. She wanted to run and play and was mad at us for keeping her from her driveway gravel explorations.
Here are the best we could come up with out of the 273498237498237492374 pictures we took. Apparently the more people you try to photograph at once, the greater the odds that someone has a silly expression on their face. Also, Sasha would not look at the camera.
And added to show how Sasha was not amused at the concept:
Here are the best we could come up with out of the 273498237498237492374 pictures we took. Apparently the more people you try to photograph at once, the greater the odds that someone has a silly expression on their face. Also, Sasha would not look at the camera.
And added to show how Sasha was not amused at the concept:
4th of July
For the Fourth of July holiday, my husband and Sasha went camping with the rest of his family. They had a great time.
In the camper
Trying to relax in her chair
Roasting marshmallows (heavily supervised of course!)
Playing with her toys
Shoveling her meal down, literally :P
And this next pic wasn't from camping, but it's amusing. They have a little swimming pool for Sasha at her grandparent's house. One hot day, Sasha decided to take a spontaneous swim. She was walking with my husband and she jumped into the pool, leather shoes, socks, and all. My husband decided to let her swim since she was already in, so he did take her shoes and socks off and rolled her pant legs up.
In the camper
Trying to relax in her chair
Roasting marshmallows (heavily supervised of course!)
Playing with her toys
Shoveling her meal down, literally :P
And this next pic wasn't from camping, but it's amusing. They have a little swimming pool for Sasha at her grandparent's house. One hot day, Sasha decided to take a spontaneous swim. She was walking with my husband and she jumped into the pool, leather shoes, socks, and all. My husband decided to let her swim since she was already in, so he did take her shoes and socks off and rolled her pant legs up.
Sorry
I know it's been a while since my last post! I've been kinda sad I guess. I really miss my daughter and want her (and my husband) to come home. They've been gone way longer than I've ever anticipated, and it breaks my heart.
My husband has been doing some needed work for his family. He will be home soon though, and I count down the days until I can hold them again in my arms. I will never let them get away from me again like this. Never.
Meanwhile, they are both doing great! Sasha has been spoiled rotten by her grandma and grandpa. She's the center of attention of so many people. She has swimming pools, sand boxes, a new bed, and even her own four-wheeler. She has a whole shelf to herself in the kitchen pantry and is free to go into the pantry and grab whatever food strikes her fancy. She loves that freedom, so I'm going to have to do something similar at our home.
She still has her days where she eats well, and other days where she doesn't. Today, for example, she ate a TON of spanish rice for lunch. 5 helpings! The other day she ate a huge french toast breakfast.
I mentioned that her grandma bought Sasha a bed. The bed was placed right next to the bed my husband sleeps in, and Sasha loved it. When it was first set up, she played with it for a while. She liked to get into and out of the bed, then arrange the sheets and blankets, then put her dolls into and out of it as if she was tucking them in. She would lay down in the bed and say "nini" then she'd pretend she was sleeping. She knew the bed was hers and what it was for. Then when it was bedtime, she went to sleep no problem. She's been sleeping in her little bed for the past week or so with no issues.
Her night waking has gotten better. I know I haven't discussed it much in the blog here, but Sasha has never slept through the night. I know sleeping through the night (STTN) is a big issue for some parents. Sasha has never done it. As a matter of fact, she wakes up many times a night, usually for a drink of water, juice, or milk. My husband and mother-in-law have been working with Sasha on that.
Anyways, they're doing well.
Me, I'm terribly depressed without them. I don't think my husband understands how badly I miss my child. I know he means well, but he tries to reassure me that they are in good hands. It doesn't help. Perhaps I'm just selfish, but I am a mother and I want my child back like yesterday. I am terribly worried whether this long of a time away from my child has damaged my relationship with my daughter. She's so young. When I first got out to see her, she seemed like she had forgotten me, and it broke my heart so bad. I'm so scared that will happen again.
But there is nothing I can do. I can't force them home. I can beg but otherwise I can't go and get them (no vacation days available). All I can do is put on a strong face and pretend it's all okay. That she's fine without me.
Anyways, I'll probably delete that last paragraph later.
My husband has been doing some needed work for his family. He will be home soon though, and I count down the days until I can hold them again in my arms. I will never let them get away from me again like this. Never.
Meanwhile, they are both doing great! Sasha has been spoiled rotten by her grandma and grandpa. She's the center of attention of so many people. She has swimming pools, sand boxes, a new bed, and even her own four-wheeler. She has a whole shelf to herself in the kitchen pantry and is free to go into the pantry and grab whatever food strikes her fancy. She loves that freedom, so I'm going to have to do something similar at our home.
She still has her days where she eats well, and other days where she doesn't. Today, for example, she ate a TON of spanish rice for lunch. 5 helpings! The other day she ate a huge french toast breakfast.
I mentioned that her grandma bought Sasha a bed. The bed was placed right next to the bed my husband sleeps in, and Sasha loved it. When it was first set up, she played with it for a while. She liked to get into and out of the bed, then arrange the sheets and blankets, then put her dolls into and out of it as if she was tucking them in. She would lay down in the bed and say "nini" then she'd pretend she was sleeping. She knew the bed was hers and what it was for. Then when it was bedtime, she went to sleep no problem. She's been sleeping in her little bed for the past week or so with no issues.
Her night waking has gotten better. I know I haven't discussed it much in the blog here, but Sasha has never slept through the night. I know sleeping through the night (STTN) is a big issue for some parents. Sasha has never done it. As a matter of fact, she wakes up many times a night, usually for a drink of water, juice, or milk. My husband and mother-in-law have been working with Sasha on that.
Anyways, they're doing well.
Me, I'm terribly depressed without them. I don't think my husband understands how badly I miss my child. I know he means well, but he tries to reassure me that they are in good hands. It doesn't help. Perhaps I'm just selfish, but I am a mother and I want my child back like yesterday. I am terribly worried whether this long of a time away from my child has damaged my relationship with my daughter. She's so young. When I first got out to see her, she seemed like she had forgotten me, and it broke my heart so bad. I'm so scared that will happen again.
But there is nothing I can do. I can't force them home. I can beg but otherwise I can't go and get them (no vacation days available). All I can do is put on a strong face and pretend it's all okay. That she's fine without me.
Anyways, I'll probably delete that last paragraph later.
26 June 2008
The long drive home
The drive back home was uneventful, thankfully.
It took two days of driving, and this time I made an overnight stop at a motel in Alexandria, Minnesota. Thank goodness for audio books. We listened to two audio books on the way out west, and two more on the way back. On the trip westward, we listened to "Marley and Me", and a book called "Don't Know Much About Anything". Then we were entertained on the return trip by "What Really Happened" by Scott Mclellan, and "The Unthinkable" by Amanda Ripley. The Unthinkable was a really good book.
We stopped at Wisconsin Dells to eat at Paul Bunyan's again. While we were there, we decided to be nosy and take a look at that empty Lake Delton. We found it sure was empty, as reported on national news, and posed for a picture with it. You can see the picture above. If you look, you can even see the water ski ramps sitting out there in the mud.
Like I said in a previous entry, the whole lake emptied like a bathtub in 1.5 hours when it flooded and made a new path to a nearby river. Now it's just a big mudpile.
Sasha and my husband did not return home with us. They needed to stay out west for another week or two, then they will fly home. We were nervous about taking a 21 month old on a two day drive across the country anyways.
25 June 2008
Vacation in pictures
Relaxing poolside
Sasha and her dad in a dozer.
Sasha checks out the dozer.
This was Sasha's bench. Whenever we went out on the porch, she had to sit there. And stare at the gnome, his bird, examine his bowl and it's contents.
Sasha sitting on a horsey.
Sasha and her grandma riding a four-wheeler.
Cassie getting ready to start firing a rifle for the first time.
Cassie firing a rifle for the first time. She did really well!There are two sets of targets and you can see both of them in this picture. The first set is easier to see in the grass, and the second set is farther away behind the fence and to the left.
My daughter put a penny on the more distant targets and shot it. She shot Abraham Lincoln in the head on the penny from 100 yards. Not bad for a newbie :)
Throwing rocks in the horsey's water. This was one of her favorite activities. She loved to pick up rocks from the gravel driveway then throw them in one of the horse water containers.
I guess it was a real bear once, but now it's stuffed and posed in the foyer of my mother-in-law's house.
Whew, what a drive
The drive out to Montana was actually a scary one. The weather was very bad. I had researched the weather in the week before, but everything seemed to indicate that it would be best to leave on Sunday. There were storms 'scheduled' the day before, and storms the day after, but Sunday was supposed to be okay. At least that's what it said when I checked on Friday. Saturday was too busy for me to get online and check to make sure the weather hadn't changed.
We hit storms in Wisconsin. Bad rain storms. When I reached Madison, the rain was coming down so hard and fast that my windshield wipers couldn't keep up. I had no visibility, and I couldn't see the cars around me. It was dangerous and scary. I pulled over at the first exit I could to wait it out. The water was building up, so I found a hill to wait the storm out on. But the rain wouldn't let up. It was there to stay. I found some RainX in my car so I applied that to my windshield, which helped my visibility greatly. But the flooding situation was becoming worse. The bottom of the hill I was on was turning into a river with a strong current. But if I didn't go through it immediately, the continuing rain would make it worse and I would become trapped upon the hill. It was a situation where if I didn't leave now, I'd be stuck. I gathered my nerve and did the stupid thing. I drove through that flood, and the current grabbed the car for a moment. But fortunately my car eventually grabbed onto some pavement and I was free again. I headed back to the freeway.
I drove onwards because I realized that everything was flooding behind me. Waiting or delaying would mean being stuck in a flood. The rain was not letting up. Besides, I missed my baby daughter and couldn't wait to see her again.
Eventually when I reached Wisconsin Dells, the skies were clear again. We stopped for a breakfast at Paul Bunyan's, my favorite restauraunt. Little did I know that the lake that Wisconsin Dells, a popular tourist city, was build on would disappear completely later that day. (http://www.cnn.com/2008/US/weather/06/11/lake.delton/index.html). The flooding caused the embankments to flood and the whole lake emptied into a nearby river. It took an hour and a half for the lake to drain empty like a bathtub. Weird.
We continued on, unaware of the impending doom of the lake town we just left. Storms plagued us the rest of the trip. We watched a tornado form in Fargo and worried whether our drive would take us too close to it. An empty gas tank forced me to stop and get gas when I was trying to outrun that storm and caused me much stress and adrenaline. We finally made our overnight stop in a small North Dakota town.
We woke up early the next morning and continued our drive. Fortunately day two of the drive was uneventful. We had clear skies, although it was cold and windy. It actually felt like winter, with temperatures in the 40s. I had not packed a winter jacket. At a rest stop in North Dakota, some travelers remarked on us. "Now those must be locals," a man quipped to his wife. "They don't have jackets. They must be used to the cold weather". I didn't have the heart to say that we were just traveling idiots who didn't think to bring jackets.
We finally arrived safe and sound at our destination in Montana in the afternoon.
We hit storms in Wisconsin. Bad rain storms. When I reached Madison, the rain was coming down so hard and fast that my windshield wipers couldn't keep up. I had no visibility, and I couldn't see the cars around me. It was dangerous and scary. I pulled over at the first exit I could to wait it out. The water was building up, so I found a hill to wait the storm out on. But the rain wouldn't let up. It was there to stay. I found some RainX in my car so I applied that to my windshield, which helped my visibility greatly. But the flooding situation was becoming worse. The bottom of the hill I was on was turning into a river with a strong current. But if I didn't go through it immediately, the continuing rain would make it worse and I would become trapped upon the hill. It was a situation where if I didn't leave now, I'd be stuck. I gathered my nerve and did the stupid thing. I drove through that flood, and the current grabbed the car for a moment. But fortunately my car eventually grabbed onto some pavement and I was free again. I headed back to the freeway.
I drove onwards because I realized that everything was flooding behind me. Waiting or delaying would mean being stuck in a flood. The rain was not letting up. Besides, I missed my baby daughter and couldn't wait to see her again.
Eventually when I reached Wisconsin Dells, the skies were clear again. We stopped for a breakfast at Paul Bunyan's, my favorite restauraunt. Little did I know that the lake that Wisconsin Dells, a popular tourist city, was build on would disappear completely later that day. (http://www.cnn.com/2008/US/weather/06/11/lake.delton/index.html). The flooding caused the embankments to flood and the whole lake emptied into a nearby river. It took an hour and a half for the lake to drain empty like a bathtub. Weird.
We continued on, unaware of the impending doom of the lake town we just left. Storms plagued us the rest of the trip. We watched a tornado form in Fargo and worried whether our drive would take us too close to it. An empty gas tank forced me to stop and get gas when I was trying to outrun that storm and caused me much stress and adrenaline. We finally made our overnight stop in a small North Dakota town.
We woke up early the next morning and continued our drive. Fortunately day two of the drive was uneventful. We had clear skies, although it was cold and windy. It actually felt like winter, with temperatures in the 40s. I had not packed a winter jacket. At a rest stop in North Dakota, some travelers remarked on us. "Now those must be locals," a man quipped to his wife. "They don't have jackets. They must be used to the cold weather". I didn't have the heart to say that we were just traveling idiots who didn't think to bring jackets.
We finally arrived safe and sound at our destination in Montana in the afternoon.
07 June 2008
Laser Tag Birthday Party
Cassie had a Laser tag birthday party! Her birthday isn't until next week, but it was supposed to be a birthday celebrating both my husband's and Cassie's birthdays, since they have birthdays a week apart. But my husband was still out visiting his family.
It was originally supposed to be a party of about 15 people, but the numbers slowly dwindled back down. My husband cancelled. My brother and his girlfriend and kids couldn't make it. Then some of Cassie's friends. Some of Cassie's friends did RSVP and said they'd be there but never showed up.
So the party was me, Cassie, my dad (yay!), and four of Cassie's friends. We still had fun. It was fun to run around and shoot her friends, haha. We had pizza and soda and cake. Cassie received some cool and thoughtful presents that she sincerely appreciated.
One of the highlights of the party was when the laser tag staff made Cassie stand on a small stage, and they had everyone sing Happy Birthday to her. But with a twist. They had everyone sing it like they were underwater by rubbing their lips as they sang. It was pretty funny. (2nd picture here is the Happy Birthday song)
Busy Day
Today was a crazy, hectic day, and I knew it would be.
Tomorrow, Cassie and I are driving out to Montana to join my husband and daughter as they visit his family. It will take us two days to drive out there. Gas prices are crazy lately, but they're still cheaper than airfare. My husband and the baby will be driving back home with us on the return trip, so it would be way too expensive to fly. I like a good road trip, but I hate the preparations.
Complicating matters is a work picnic, and Cassie's birthday party, both held today. And I work night shift, so I didn't get off work until the morning, so I had to operate on a short nap.
I dragged Cassie to my work picnic. It was a windy, sunny, hot day, with the promise of a good thunderstorm. Actually it was very windy. Cassie and I spent some time observing a mother and father bird fly about. The birds were collecting food for their baby birds in a nest in the rafters of the picnic gazebo. But the winds made it interesting. We stared amazed as one of the parent birds tried to fly against the wind. The bird was flapping it's wings and flying furiously, but it wasn't going anywhere. It looked like it was just flying in place, when finally the wind won and it threw the bird backwards. Cassie and I both gasped, and a co-worker speculated that the wind might have broken the bird's wings. I really hoped not! Fortunately I saw the birds return later with some food for their babies, so the bird was okay.
Anyways, after the work picnic, we had Cassie's birthday party. That deserves it's own post in itself, but it was fun. When the party was over at 8pm, I was exhausted. I had most of my stuff packed, but I had to finish packing for tomorrow's long road trip and I was tired.
I plan on hitting the road early in the morning. I hope to be driving by about 8 or 9AM so we'll have an early wake up.
Tomorrow, Cassie and I are driving out to Montana to join my husband and daughter as they visit his family. It will take us two days to drive out there. Gas prices are crazy lately, but they're still cheaper than airfare. My husband and the baby will be driving back home with us on the return trip, so it would be way too expensive to fly. I like a good road trip, but I hate the preparations.
Complicating matters is a work picnic, and Cassie's birthday party, both held today. And I work night shift, so I didn't get off work until the morning, so I had to operate on a short nap.
I dragged Cassie to my work picnic. It was a windy, sunny, hot day, with the promise of a good thunderstorm. Actually it was very windy. Cassie and I spent some time observing a mother and father bird fly about. The birds were collecting food for their baby birds in a nest in the rafters of the picnic gazebo. But the winds made it interesting. We stared amazed as one of the parent birds tried to fly against the wind. The bird was flapping it's wings and flying furiously, but it wasn't going anywhere. It looked like it was just flying in place, when finally the wind won and it threw the bird backwards. Cassie and I both gasped, and a co-worker speculated that the wind might have broken the bird's wings. I really hoped not! Fortunately I saw the birds return later with some food for their babies, so the bird was okay.
Anyways, after the work picnic, we had Cassie's birthday party. That deserves it's own post in itself, but it was fun. When the party was over at 8pm, I was exhausted. I had most of my stuff packed, but I had to finish packing for tomorrow's long road trip and I was tired.
I plan on hitting the road early in the morning. I hope to be driving by about 8 or 9AM so we'll have an early wake up.
06 June 2008
Early Birthday Present
I have such a hard time waiting for a birthday once I have someone's birthday gift. I just have to give it to them right away.
Such was the case with my older daughter Cassie's birthday present. A new electric bass guitar, amp, case, and the whole kit. Which is exactly what she wanted.
She's been a skilled bass player (the big upright orchestra kind) for the last two years, and she's signed on for orchestra again next year in high school. But the bass she uses during the school year belongs to the school, so her teacher reclaimed it for the summer.
Then one day we visited a guitar store, and she fell in love with the electric bass guitars.
The strings on the bass guitars are same as the orchestral bass, so she can still play the same songs, read the sheet music, etc. She just has to get used to holding it different and playing without a bow. No big deal. She's got it mostly down already.
We have been making preparations for Cassie's birthday party, which is coming up very soon.
Cassie will be taking her new electric bass guitar with her on our trip out west to visit my husband's family. She even gave her guitar a name: Benjamin. Because he's a boy guitar, I guess, and Benjamin is a pun. Ben jamin. Get it?
01 June 2008
A little more time
Today, Sasha and her Daddy would have been arriving home this evening. However, Sasha and my husband are doing so well out by his mother's house that they decided they wanted to stay out there a little longer.
So in a week, after Cassie is done with school and her birthday party, Cassie and I will head out that way to meet them. Then we'll have a two week vacation all together. And we will return home together. We were planning on having a family vacation together out west anyways so we just bumped it up a bit. That gives Sasha and my husband three more weeks to visit with his family and take care of family matters.
Sasha and my husband have both had chronic troubles with eating, weight, and lack of appetite. They both have increased appetites and have gained necessary weight while they've been gone. The trip has been good for their health. Therefore it's for their best interest that they stay out there a little longer. Although I know the environment has a lot to do with it, perhaps I can pick up a few tips and tricks on how to keep those two picky eaters fed.
I have missed my daughter and husband terribly. I know I should be trying to relax and maybe enjoy some down time, but I can't. I yearn to hold my baby again and can not relax until I am reunited with her. She is in my every thought and even in my dreams.
So in a week, after Cassie is done with school and her birthday party, Cassie and I will head out that way to meet them. Then we'll have a two week vacation all together. And we will return home together. We were planning on having a family vacation together out west anyways so we just bumped it up a bit. That gives Sasha and my husband three more weeks to visit with his family and take care of family matters.
Sasha and my husband have both had chronic troubles with eating, weight, and lack of appetite. They both have increased appetites and have gained necessary weight while they've been gone. The trip has been good for their health. Therefore it's for their best interest that they stay out there a little longer. Although I know the environment has a lot to do with it, perhaps I can pick up a few tips and tricks on how to keep those two picky eaters fed.
I have missed my daughter and husband terribly. I know I should be trying to relax and maybe enjoy some down time, but I can't. I yearn to hold my baby again and can not relax until I am reunited with her. She is in my every thought and even in my dreams.
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