A few weeks ago, when Sam was asking about dessert, J. suggested they do a special dance for ice cream. J. demonstrated, with the corresponding Ice Cream Song. Sam gamely went along with it, but he was pretty skeptical when J. opened the freezer... until he spied the ice cream that definitely hadn't been there the previous night. As he was having some ice cream, Sam opined that we needed to try again (replication, you see). And so he's tried many times, and it works often, but not always. Remember the superstitious pigeon? Sam now suggests the Ice Cream Dance at every opportunity. At his parent-teacher conference last week, his teachers informed us that Sam was teaching it to a friend (and, laughing, told us that as she watched the demonstration she could just imagine J. doing the dance). So, we don't do Santa Claus in our house, but we have the Ice Cream Dance:
Those noises in the background of Sam's singing? J. making zoopy noises to get Bean more excited about her oatmeal and peas:
She didn't need any encouragement tonight-- combo of chicken, rice cereal, and applesauce. Mm, mm, good. We have recently added regular doses of fruit to her diet to, you know, keep things moving.
Also: Beanie is convinced that naps are for weenies. Stephanie (our nanny) was reading her The Napping House the other day (while I was working at home for a couple of hours in between appointments) and you could just see Frida listening to the list of sleeping people and animals and thinking, SUCKAZZZZ.
In other news, we were very glad to hear that our Chilean relatives are all safe after the massive earthquake there. But the country is in pretty bad shape-- better infrastructure than Haiti, thank goodness, but a lot of devastation nonetheless.
Here's a bonus video to end, from Valentine's Day:
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That's an awesome dance. Don't be surprised if you hear my family has caught me at it in front of our freezer...
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