Tuesday, October 2, 2012

The Greats!


Great-Grandparents, that is.

As I mentioned in the last post, Libby got to go straight to Rome after school on Thursday since my mom keeps her on Fridays anyway, Michael and I had show to attend and my grandparents were up for a visit. She told Michael that she was looking forward to their visit, “and we’ll have a crazy, crazy time!”

Thursday night was apparently a great visit for them and Friday included ANOTHER trip to Pick-O-Deli to eat fried okra, green beans and black-eyed peas. She really took to Mema and Boobus and would inquire as to where they were going if either one left the room.

While she had her Rome time, Michael and I had another anniversary dinner and trip to see “War Horse” at the Fox Theater! I have wanted to see this play ever since I first heard about it, though I didn’t realize that it was based on a children’s novel (now I want to read that, too). I didn’t see the Spielberg movie when it came out, I think mainly because I had a baby, but I’d love to see it now to compare with the play. But I’m so glad I got to experience the play first now anyway. Michael and I were so impressed. Now, neither of us has seen “The Lion King” musical, but that’s on my list of course and even more so now. We really couldn’t get over how truly life-like the horses – and other animals, like the funny goose – were in this show. Puppets definitely aren’t just for kids! Michael noticed just how exhausting and physically taxing it is was for the actor/puppeteers when they came out for the final bow, dripping with sweat. Of course, people actually RODE on the animals that these folks were animating and alone weighing in around 100 lbs. Some puppeteers were underneath the animals, some next to them and some behind, but we barely noticed them at all within just a few minutes of their initial appearances. Just fantastic with the acting, costumes, set, and a great story, too!

On Friday night, we met Libby and the family at cousin Millie’s football game. No, Millie’s a lacrosse expert and doesn’t play football – but she IS in the marching band for her school so we came to see her perform. They practice constantly it seems and it was great to see her hard work pay off (even if she was tough to keep up with on the field sometimes.) Libby got into the spirit of things with her UGA cheerleader outfit (same school colors!) and watching the cheerleaders at the game. We had front-row seats and she enjoyed the space! Jumping, dancing with some fancy footwork and clearly trying to figure out how to do back-flips. Her cousin, Savannah, is a cheerleader at her high school in Greenville, so we need to figure out a way for Libby to check that out sometime, too! The game was fun, Libby was up way past her bedtime and still a delight, and it also confirmed that we need to enroll her in gymnastics again this Fall. This time though, it will be just her, her classmates and the teacher – no Mommy! Ugh- not fair.




 And a very short video of some of her fancy footwork!


On Saturday we headed back to Rome for more family time. Libby got to do more play-doh and silly putty time with her cousins and great-grandparents. She loved it and her cousins are both very talented with the "silly putty arts!" Perhaps careers in sculpture are in order?! Or maybe new hobbies!





We really had a nice time seeing everyone and a great cook-out, too! 

Today was back to school. The color of the month is, of course, orange, the shape is a triangle and the number is 2. Of course, Libby's kind of on top of this stuff already, but she's learning a ton and socialization is going great. She still mainly only talks about her teachers and Evelyn Mae, her best friend there. Or at least the one she looks up to the most!

I also learned today that her teachers think she's very bright and have her "kiss her brain" when she says something particularly bright or advanced. This just means she kisses her hand and pats her head. She won't do it when I ask her to, but I guess she must do it when Ms. Lisa suggests it. Too funny.

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