The Story of a Mommy, a Daddy, and two delightful yet mischievious daughters.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Tessa's last day of school/Thanksgiving Feast
Saturday, July 10, 2010
More Sophisms & Tessisms
Tessa occassionally gets words a little wrong, like most kids her age, and it is often funny. She kept calling the fireworks Boomers, even though Sophia told her repeatedly that they are fireworks, not boomers. She also tells people that her name is T-E-S-S-A most of the time, and rarely says Tessa until we remind her to say her name, not spell it. She also likes the character Dora, although she rarely watches the tv show, and remembers the Backpack song so she always calls Dora, "Backpack!"
In June, we were at a Cherry Festival near Alomogordo (I will blog about our southern NM trip soon) and she asked me for a pinecone. So I started looking around on the ground, saying that there were some pine trees around and I was sure we could find one if we kept looking. She acted like I was crazy and repeated that she wanted a pinecone. After saying it several times and pointing at other people walking by, I realized that they had snow cones! Pinecone, snow cone, whatever people, just get me that sugary cold treat!
It reminds me of when Sophia was three and I was telling her about when she would go to kindergarten and she asked if there would be a giant pumpkin there because she thought kindergarten was at the botanical garden!
Unfortunately, Tessa gets a lot of information from her big sister, which always makes me a little nervous. For instance, when I heard the following conversation and I really wasn't sure what was going to be said.
Sophia (to Tessa): Is Santa real?
Tessa: Yeah
Sophia (while I'm holding my breath): You're right. See this picture? Santa made it for me last Christmas.
Tessa: While you were sleeping?!
Sophia: Yes. It was Christmas Eve. We were in Australia then...
I have also overheard many funny conversations between my girls. While I was getting them a drink of water at bedtime the other week I heard the following exchange from the bedroom:
Tessa: Stop picking your nose, Sophia!
Sophia: I wasn't picking my nose. How do you know I was picking my nose? You can't see me to see if I was picking my nose or not.
Tessa: I heard you.
Sophia: What do you mean you heard me? You can't hear someone picking their nose. It doesn't make any sound.
Tessa: Well, I heard you say, (she said the next part in a high, squeaky voice) "Look at me, picking my nose. This is me picking my nose. Here I am, just picking my nose." I heard you say that.
I'm not sure if anything else was said after that because I was too busy laughing hysterically from the bathroom.
In June, we were at a Cherry Festival near Alomogordo (I will blog about our southern NM trip soon) and she asked me for a pinecone. So I started looking around on the ground, saying that there were some pine trees around and I was sure we could find one if we kept looking. She acted like I was crazy and repeated that she wanted a pinecone. After saying it several times and pointing at other people walking by, I realized that they had snow cones! Pinecone, snow cone, whatever people, just get me that sugary cold treat!
It reminds me of when Sophia was three and I was telling her about when she would go to kindergarten and she asked if there would be a giant pumpkin there because she thought kindergarten was at the botanical garden!
Unfortunately, Tessa gets a lot of information from her big sister, which always makes me a little nervous. For instance, when I heard the following conversation and I really wasn't sure what was going to be said.
Sophia (to Tessa): Is Santa real?
Tessa: Yeah
Sophia (while I'm holding my breath): You're right. See this picture? Santa made it for me last Christmas.
Tessa: While you were sleeping?!
Sophia: Yes. It was Christmas Eve. We were in Australia then...
I have also overheard many funny conversations between my girls. While I was getting them a drink of water at bedtime the other week I heard the following exchange from the bedroom:
Tessa: Stop picking your nose, Sophia!
Sophia: I wasn't picking my nose. How do you know I was picking my nose? You can't see me to see if I was picking my nose or not.
Tessa: I heard you.
Sophia: What do you mean you heard me? You can't hear someone picking their nose. It doesn't make any sound.
Tessa: Well, I heard you say, (she said the next part in a high, squeaky voice) "Look at me, picking my nose. This is me picking my nose. Here I am, just picking my nose." I heard you say that.
I'm not sure if anything else was said after that because I was too busy laughing hysterically from the bathroom.
Monday, June 21, 2010
White Sands and Carlsbad Caverns
There was a lot of waiting and it had been a long day, not to mention we had to wait until sunset, which was around 8:30 when the girls are usually already asleep. However, once the bats finally started flying out of the cave opening, it really was impressive. We gawked for a little while and then hurried back to the room and put the two sleeping girls to bed.
Aahh! Here they come!
The next morning we headed to Alamogordo to see the Space Museum and Toy Train Depot. The Space Museum probably wouldn't have made it on our agenda if they hadn't offered free admission to military families for the summer. However, it was fun to walk through and several of the exhibits were interesting to all of us, even Tessa. The train was probably more of a hit for the girls, but not quite as fun for the grown-ups...especially because it was outside, at least 100 degrees, and there wasn't any shade in sight.





Future astronauts at work
I'm a giant alien, floating through space!
The view of White Sands from Alamogordo was amazing.
We left Alamogordo to head towards White Sands, but wanted to find a place to stop for lunch and find another fun thing to do. We drove past a Cherry Festival and thought that it might meet both requirements. We tasted cherries, Sophia jumped on a Bouncer (Tessa thought it was too hot for bouncing and I didn't disagree), we got some yummy, ice cold shaved ice, we checked out a lot of vendors, bought a few souvenirs, bought some cherries to snack on, and decided to find a restaurant for lunch because we needed the aircon.


Cute napkin holders and tissue boxes...I didn't want one, but I like the picture of them!
We arrived at White Sands in the afternoon and checked out the visitor center and gift shop before going to explore. We really should have bought a sled, but I didn't really want to own a sled (in Albuquerque anyway), so we climbed the sand dunes and tried to slide down on our clothes. The girls and Chuckolate also tried rolling down the dunes and the girls made sand angels and other equally messy, I mean fun, things. It was really strange because the sun was so hot, but the sand is actually some mineral and it doesn't get hot like regular sand. Of course, you can tell from the pictures of my girls' red faces that the weather was plenty hot and we really wished there was a cold ocean nearby.
Sophia and Tessa got little Indian princess dolls that they loved, until the beads started to unravel.







We stayed until it was time for the evening tour, which ended at sunset (another late night for the girls!). The tour was interesting and we learned a lot about the white sands origins and wildlife. Sophia decided to help the tour guide out a lot, luckily she was very friendly and welcomed the interruptions, um, very helpful suggestions. 




We arrived in Las Cruces after dark with two completely exhausted and sound asleep girls...although this time they were covered in sand. My mom and I tried to bathe them without waking them up too much, so we opted not to wash their hair until morning. I thought we could brush most of the sand out and that if their bodies were clean the sand shouldn't be too much of a problem, but there were actual piles of sand in the beds in the morning! Even after more hair brushing, eating breakfast, and swimming in the nice, clean, slime-free pool, I still had to wash their hair a few times each to get all of the sand out!
There was almost this much sand in the beds the next morning.

The last day of the trip we decided to take our time swimming in the morning, then head to Old Town. We checked out the stores and the vendors on the square, the girls played/performed on the little stage, and we met Auntie Pam and Uncle Dave for lunch. We really appreciated them driving a few hours just to have lunch with us because we all had such a good time. We ate at La Posta, which was once a stop on the Santa Fe wagon trail, many many years ago. Now, they serve delicious New Mexican food and even gave the Dads free dessert because it was Father's Day! After a little more walking around, we were finally ready to head home.
We can spot a stage from across town!

Chuck and Dave had some guy talk while the girls shopped.
This was supposed to be a group photo but only half the group got in it!
Mmm, apple juice!You say tortilla warmer, we say funny hats!
The trip was definitely fun and worthwhile, even if it was hot, hot, hot and busy, busy, busy. Tessa made me a little nervous when she asked to go home at least ten times in two days. Moving may be very interesting with her. However, we are all glad that we have been able to enjoy NM during our time here.
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