My daughter will be entering summer camp; this means folding her into a little swimsuit and slathering her in sunscreen twice per week. The camp involves arts and crafts; basically, a teacher's aid colors a paper trilobite and pastes it on a placemat, and we all pretend that this is the work of a toddler.
(I look forward to the placemat.)
Because Susie will be 1.9999 on the start date, and thus "under the threshold," she will need to do a low-impact version of camp--two, instead of three, hours. I haven't discussed goals with her yet, and we don't have a plan for maximal networking--though she may wish to use camp as a launchpad for her mayoral run (if everything works in our favor).
And the times....they are a-changing....
Our books, for now:
*"The World and Everything in It." A new work of genius from Kevin Henkes, and a way of playing with scale. (It seems to be a response to "You Matter," by Christian Robinson.)
*"Goldilocks." A love song for Texas, written by James Marshall.
*"Last Stop on Market Street." (Can't beat the pictures.)
Happy spring.
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