This girl. There is nothing she cannot do. Except for sleep. Poor kid was falling back into rough sleep patterns at my last update, and got worse before what *hopefully* seems to be slowly getting better the past few days. She simply cannot turn off her brain, especially the scared part that can’t bare the thought of being the last person awake in the house. We’ve been working our way through a highly recommended sleep workbook, and I’ve even donated Eddie to the cause…
The good news is that the lack of sleep doesn’t seem to be affecting her physically – she is CRUSHING it at gymnastics, and has never been stronger! She can now do beautiful one handed cartwheels, 30+ second handstands (and even handstand-pushups against a wall), front and back handsprings and more. She has decided that this will be her last soccer season so she can focus more on her two favorite activities – gymnastics and archery (plus we’ve asked her to keep going on piano a little longer). I’m a huge fan of archery (since I get to shoot with her) and have even dusted off some very old basic gymnastics skills in support, much to her surprise!
Annabelle’s lack of sleep also hasn’t affected her mentally. In any given day she comes up with so many awesome ideas that I forget 90% of them, but just today she hit me with a really good group-texting app idea, a gum dispenser that comes with its own used-gum receptacle, and milk-cubes to cool off but not water down milk, to name a few. I saw her with a hot glue gun, some velcro, cut off ends of too-small tights, a muffin tin and 5 various-sized balls today, too, but there’s nothing strange about that when you live with Annabelle. I think as part of our continuing education this summer I’m going to have to teach her how to file a provisional patent. Between her ideas and Clementine’s potential for charming the VC community, I’m feeling more and more optimistic about Marc and my future 🙂
The number of people who come up to me to just to tell me they can’t get enough of this child. About half the time I offer her to them, free of charge, because her charm is nearly equalled by her ability to get on your every nerve… but then she squeezes me tight, sings me a song with feeling or best yet, pinky promises me that she’s going to try to behave. Or she just slays me with the wisest, most insightful comments… that I fall for her all over again.
Last weekend in the midst of what can only be called a disastrous trip to the Texas coast (picture vomiting, sand fleas, loud rednecks speeding through the sand in pick-ups…), at one point we had retreated to the pool and Clementine had to go potty. I went with her, standing by her bathroom door while still watching Annabelle play in the pool only 30 feet away. Clem declared instantly that she “could tell this one was gonna take a while” and decided she could hold it because she didn’t want Annabelle to feel “unprotected” at the pool. I assured her that Annabelle was in full view AND is a great swimmer and Clem replied that while she knew Annabelle was safe, she might not *feel* safe, and since Annabelle gets nervous sometimes she didn’t want to be the cause of that. My sweet empath.
With only a month left in school, Clementine has become very close with another smart, sassy force of a 6-year-old, Stella. Their nonstop plotting and giggling has led to a few disciplinary actions, and has also led to some challenges with other kids. Clem told me recently that she loves Stella and Micah and they love her but Micah and Stella don’t love each other – she told me it’s tough to be in the middle of a “love triangle.”
It’s the stuff of a pop song, and Clem would know, because she plays music CONSTANTLY. She has built a 35 song playlist that she puts on nonstop unless we forbid it, and while I”m sick of every single song on there I’m impressed with its variety – everything from Taylor Swift and Katy Perry to Florence and the Machine, the Hamilton soundtrack, Hedwig’s theme (classical), reggae, and some terrible kids’ songs she learned for the school concert. Speaking of which, I wouldn’t be surprised if we’re watching Clem on stage regularly once she gets to middle & high school. While Annabelle prefers to be behind the curtain, Clementine’s artistic talent, passable singing voice and general charm seem perfect for school theater – and I cannot wait to watch her shine.