Kiersten was in her first school spelling bee! Each 4th and 5th grade class had a spelling bee last year and the top 4 from each class competed in a school-wide spelling bee on Friday. You can tell by the picture that Kiersten was really excited to participate. I'm not sure who was more nervous, the kids spelling or the moms watching, each of us mumbling the words under our breaths and congratulating each other with sighs of relief as our children spelled correctly, or consoling each other as our children fell under the pressure. Kierst made it to the third round, yay! and then she mixed up a couple of letters. We were proud that she made it as far as she did!
Abbie came down with her first case of strep throat this week. She was a real trooper going to the doctor and getting her throat swabbed--no complaining, no crying, no whining. Sorry to say that I was glad it was strep because it is so easily treatable with antibiotics--within a day she was back to her normal self. Kiersten picked it up, too, and again, love antibiotics! Amazingly enough, Lisi, did not get her first case of strep this week, even though she hangs onto Abbie every minute she can when they're together.Thursday night Lisi had her first sleepover (friends of ours went out of town and so we watched their youngest overnight, otherwise, we don't normally let our 3-year old have one;). Lisi's room is across the hallway from ours and we spent a couple of hours laughing at their anything-we-can-do-to-stay-awake antics. Finally at 10:30 we threatened to separate them if they didn't settle down and that did the trick.
I took them to Wonderscope children's museum the next day. They loved the water...
And the face painting.
And the face painting.
I don't think Chris had any firsts this week--which is a good thing since it was already a busy week at the hospital! He was grateful to NOT have anything new.
As for me, I played tennis for the first time in a bubble this week. If you don't know, and I didn't until this week, you can stretch a bubble over outdoor tennis courts and make them indoor courts. Apparently, quite a few clubs here use them. I'm used to playing indoor tennis, in Boise, you can play outside until the end of November, and then it's indoors until March (or if the weather cooperates, the end of Feb.). At the racquet club we belonged to all our clinics were held indoors, even in the summertime, and if a court wasn't reserved indoors, you could play on it for free, provided someone willing to pay didn't kick you off, so of course when you hit with friends you tried to find indoor courts (outdoors were first come, first served and always free). I had never experienced a bubble--until this week.
What I learned is that I HATE BUBBLES. Every sound echoed off the bubble, and I mean every sound--every ball hitting in every court echoed, every racquet hitting every ball echoed, every voice echoed, every footstep echoed and I couldn't even hear the score being called, much less hear whether a ball was called in or out. I felt like my head would explode with so many sounds bouncing around in it at once! The bubble also sloped downward over the back part of the court, which meant that the court looked distorted, it looked about 2 feet shorter than it really was. No one had warned me about "the bubble" and it took me about 6 games to get used to everything. I know, I know, that's all part of it, getting used to your surroundings, and I'm all for trying new things--someday I'd like to try to play on clay or even grass (things we never had growing up in Idaho!). Maybe I'm an indoor court snob, but I think I will try to avoid as many bubble matches as I can, except that I'm already scheduled to go back to the same courts in a couple of months. At least I'll be prepared this time, maybe I'll even wear ear plugs, ha ha!
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