Mish-mosh

On Sunday, Richard had an all-day retreat, so Petra & Mama went to the farmer's market for the pony ride & petting zoo. Once again, a big hit; though this time there were a couple of kids who were put on the ponies but had to be quickly removed due to Pony Trauma (aka inconsolable sobbing). After borrowing a kid-sized shopping cart, we wandered through the market, enjoying a bagel and some strawberries. After we were done, we went to the petting zoo, where Petra held a bunny and some chicks, and wandered around petting the various animals. She was thrilled about petting the bunny; she said it was "very soft", which is high praise from her, and was excited about petting the cow.

2nd year molars are mostly in now. She never made a peep about them until today when she was acting cranky, and I mentioned that maybe it was her teeth. She immediately started complaining about how her teeth were hurting. Too clever at picking up things like that!

We picked up a couple of smocks at a sale (one for her, one for visiting friends), and spent the afternoon fingerpainting. Jenna, her friend from daycare, came over another day and had fun fingerpainting as well. Unfortunately, the afternoon Jenna came over was a day Petra refused to nap. This is Not A Good Idea. She did fairly well till about 4:30, and then the meltdowns began. Petra ended up conked out by 6 pm (90 minutes before her usual bedtime) and slept till 6:20 the next morning.

One morning, Petra was getting ready for school and said, "Let's do ballet." I wasn't sure what this would entail till she continued by saying, "Hi-ya!" and doing a karate kick. Sounds like a new exercise craze to me!

At the farmer's market a woman said "what a sweet little lady." To which Petra replied "No, he's Richard, he's my dada!"

Over the weekend, she found a toy sword that makes a clanging noise that we got back when the "Lord of the Rings" came out, and had a grand time roaming through the house whacking it on things. She vanquished her robot costume as well as

Petra peed in the big potty. Big celebration. But no repeats (yet).

Chasing Piper around the house holding some dry cat food saying "Piper, I want to feed you!"