Uma has started pre-school! Her little in-home Waldorf is just as sweet as it can be. I have been so excited for her to have this time to herself, and for me to have time to start up my little dream business too. I really didn't think I'd cry dropping her off on the first day of school as I have been so excited for the break but as soon as I said goodbye to her and walked out of the house I felt it bubbling up and as soon as i got to my car I was a blubbering mess. My little girl is so big! She wore the cutest outfit ever too. She was just so damn cute.
Later in the day, we went to a friends birthday party and they had rented a karaoke machine. We were watching everyone make fools of themselves and then Uma started to run around a bit so I went to the kitchen to talk to some friends. Next thing I know, someone said,"Who's up?" and everyone started shouting my name. i went in to find Um in the front of the crowd, a huge mic in her hand and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star cued up for her. She sang the song in front of everyone all by herself! No prodding!
September 15, 2008
September 4, 2008
Farewell to summer
Uma had a rocking summer.
We milked August for everything it was worth. It was one adventure after another. In the beginning of the month, we decided to go camping with another mama and daughter- one that I taught for over three years at Trillium. We headed out to central Oregon to a destination called the Painted Hills. it was gorgeous- red striped hills and sunflowers under a periwinkle sky. We camped out for two nights, hiked around a bunch, and even had a very close encounter with a rattle snake! I nearly stepped on it with Uma on my back. we escaped unharmed but with adrenaline pumping for some time afterwards.
When we got back into town, I was felling to escape into nature again so decided to take uma to a 3 day sacred music festival called Beloved. It was incredible. Gorgeous music throughout the day and night with performer from around the world singing their hearts out. It was located in the coastal range on a beautiful property and there we found many friends, both old and new. We both danced and frolicked so hard that each night we both nearly fell over with exhaustion. I teamed up with another family we know and love, and we set up a tent for our kids to sleep right near the stage. It was phenomenal to se the kids sleeping peacefully as African drummers or Pakistani ecstatic singers belting out their music.
The last few weeks we've been berry picking, hiking to waterfalls, going to Sauvie's Island, riding bikes, and just trying to soak in summer's last rays. The next chapter awaits....
We milked August for everything it was worth. It was one adventure after another. In the beginning of the month, we decided to go camping with another mama and daughter- one that I taught for over three years at Trillium. We headed out to central Oregon to a destination called the Painted Hills. it was gorgeous- red striped hills and sunflowers under a periwinkle sky. We camped out for two nights, hiked around a bunch, and even had a very close encounter with a rattle snake! I nearly stepped on it with Uma on my back. we escaped unharmed but with adrenaline pumping for some time afterwards.
When we got back into town, I was felling to escape into nature again so decided to take uma to a 3 day sacred music festival called Beloved. It was incredible. Gorgeous music throughout the day and night with performer from around the world singing their hearts out. It was located in the coastal range on a beautiful property and there we found many friends, both old and new. We both danced and frolicked so hard that each night we both nearly fell over with exhaustion. I teamed up with another family we know and love, and we set up a tent for our kids to sleep right near the stage. It was phenomenal to se the kids sleeping peacefully as African drummers or Pakistani ecstatic singers belting out their music.
The last few weeks we've been berry picking, hiking to waterfalls, going to Sauvie's Island, riding bikes, and just trying to soak in summer's last rays. The next chapter awaits....
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