Ellie just turned 8! Here is her school picture for this year, 2nd grade. I don't know why, but I keep thinking she is in 3rd grade. She has great teachers this year, ones that can give her extra assignments when she speeds through her work so that she doesn't get bored. In her school, the second grade classes each have two teachers- one teaches math and science and the other teaches social studies and reading. Her teachers also say that she is super helpful in class, almost too helpful- jumping up whenever someone needs something to go and help them or reteach them what to do. I told them that she likes to pretend to be a mom, and that her biggest aspiration in life is to be a mom and they agreed that the best way to describe her is as "mothering" to the other kids in her class.
For her birthday, we had a part with some of her friends. Since we don't allow sleepovers, we did a lateover. The girls wore their pj's and we watched a movie and painted nails and did up-does for their hair. Since I am not capable of doing 11 little girls hair, I hired two of my young women and they helped with the nail painting and the hair doing. It was great because after the movie ended, the girls were all going wild and I didn't have anything planned, and the young women lead the girls in dance moves. They all seemed to have a great time. Unfortunately, right before the party, Ellie said she had a headache. I had her take a small nap, but then later during the party, she still complained of a headache. I relented and gave her ibuprofen. A little later, she said her stomach didn't feel well, so I sent her to lay on my bed. The next thing I know, one of the girls came to tell me that Ellie threw up on my bed. AHHH!! I think it was because of the medicine, because after that she felt better, but still had a headache, but no more stomachache.
The next day, on her actual birthday, we opened presents. She was very happy, she got an American girl doll. She is really into them now.
Ellie is really a joy for our family. She is always doing gymnastic tricks in the living room- her newest trick is a front walk-over-it's like a slow front handspring. She loves to play with friends, to be entertained, to play dolls and pretend to be a mommy. She mostly gets along with her brothers, she now has her own room, and at night we hear her yelling across the hall to be involved in their conversation. She likes to be wherever I am, and preferably doing whatever I am doing. If I can keep that up, that will be quite useful when she is a teenager.
She is finally starting to enjoy reading. I think it is related to the fact that we have finally found some books that are interesting for her to read. Too bad she doesn't necessarily like the books her brother reads.
Well, we are lucky to have her!
















