Friday, September 5, 2014

She woke me up about to fill out the Girl Scout form for herself. I convinced her to wait and let me do most of it. Later this made her want to make her own form. She spelled "no" by herself for it. She said, "I saw it in my head!"

I gave her two little cork boats I'd made, and some toothpicks, and she made sails and put Lego people on them and floated them in her turtle pool in the backyard. Then she got into the turtle pool herself. Then she was playing with the hose sprayer. While it was raining.

There was some angst off and on during the day about her self-predicted ability to abide by the Girl Scout Law. We had a nice talk about how those are things we try to do anyway, and everyone messes up sometimes, and the important thing is to say sorry and try again. (I feel her, BTW. I put off saying the Sinner's Prayer to "officially" become a Christian for about 2 years past the point that my evangelical upbringing had me convinced that I needed to do it to be saved, because I just wasn't so sure that I really wanted to officially decide to always obey my parents and do the right thing. True story. I like having options.)

But then again, later she was trying to copy the ice breaker Bingo card we took home from the scout meeting last night. She made the grid and copied about 4 words before it was bedtime.

She also played Super Mario Galaxy with Norman. And she was fiddling with the Miis again earlier. This is practically a daily occurrence.

She spent a significant amount of time playing with her dolls and Lego people, including making them have a loud, long, and incredibly unproductive argument about nothing.

Before bed I read her Miniature Reptiles, and we learned the proper name for our house lizards! Green anoles, apparently. Then she was telling Norman about it (he was in the other room while we were reading), and he asked her if she meant green "gecko", and she very quickly got upset and lost confidence. So we had a nice chat about how if you're the person who read the book, then you're the person who knows, so you're the person who gets to explain it, and other people can be wrong, even if they're older than you.