One day Kirsten heard Jenna whining and complaining and found her on her hands and knees with Skye sitting on her back. She told Skye to stop riding on Jenna. Skye said “But she’s a cat.” Kirsten told her that if Jenna’s not happy or not having a good time, she needs to leave Jenna alone. Skye replied “But she’s a whining cat.” — Skye
Yesterday the girls and I spent some time at Fort Williams while we waited for Kirsten to be moved to a proper bed on the sixth floor. We had a great time climbing on the rocks and playing wiffleball.
Today Kirsten and I had the opportunity to visit Jenna and her classmates for an “Author’s Tea Party”. Jenna read to us a non-fiction book and then a book she wrote titled, “All About Wildlife”.
She did a fantastic job writing and illustrating her book. She discussed classes of animals, geology and the environment, dietary requirements, evolution, extinction and predation.
While reading her book she skipped the following sentence so as not to offend her classmates or their parents:
None of anything is made by Mother Nature or God. It’s all called Science.
After each pupil read their book the group was allowed one comment and one question. After one boy read about “little stars” Jenna asked, “How do you know the stars are small unless you’ve seen one up close?” Brilliant question, I thought.
Jenna listened as Miss Holland addressed the audience
Jenna read to us a non-fiction book
Jenna read to our group her book, All About Wildlife
Yesterday Jenna turned eight years old. We celebrated all day. Kirsten had to work; we missed her.
Jenna and I made blueberry muffins for breakfast. We enjoyed the parade at the 36th Annual Old Port Festival before having lunch with Kirsten at the hospital. After lunch the girls played at the Children’s Museum of Maine for several hours. In the evening we ordered pepperoni pizza from Papa John’s and the girls watched a video Jenna selected at Movie Gallery. When Kirsten got home Jenna opened gifts. It was a terrific celebration.
Jenna prefers Jiffy muffins to muffins with real blueberries
My mother is very good when she draws. She works at Maine Medical Center in Portland, Maine. I love my mom because she is very helpful.
She was born in the nineteen thousands. She had her first child in 1999, September 14th. And her next one was June 7th, 2001. Her last one was May 14th, 2003.
She married Brent Jason Danley who she met, I think, in college. She married him a few years before her first child. She changed her last name in 2009 from Danley to Uhler.
She is very special because she is just like me in many ways. I am interested in the human body. And she teaches me lots of interesting things about her social studies for work.
I think my dad will never want to break up with her because he acts like he really likes her.
I love having her around.
My mom is fantastic at cooking. Especially the grilled cheese sandwiches. She cooks almost everything.
Families are for keeping yourself protected. Families love each other. Parents are especially made for keeping you safe.
Families are the most fun to play with. Families aren’t just the people you live with, they include cousins, uncles, aunts, grandfathers, and grandmothers. People out of your family can’t be your twin.
A non-grown-up boy who is in your family is called your son or brother. A non-grown-up girl who is in your family is called your daughter or sister. An adult male who is in your family is called dad or daddy or father. An adult female is called mum (aka mommy, aka mother, aka mom).
They help each other and love each other. Families touch you in good ways and sometimes mean ways: they can wrestle, hug, kiss, slap on the back, high five and other ways.
Pets are part of your family.
Sometimes the families have silly names (e.g. Silly Family, Short Family, Yucky Family…funny things like that).
I like that families work together like a team.
If I didn’t have a family right now I would not have a house and food. And the most important, I could be lonely and sad.
The girls’ artwork is current on exhibition at the Saco Museum. We visited yesterday morning. It was our first time at the museum.
Hayley made a stuffed fish in her art class. It’s isn’t a fish you could filet and eat for dinner. Nor could it swim in the ocean. It’s mostly made of paper. They drew with oil crayons over the paint. With the red crayon Hayley made lipstick. Then they cut out fish shapes, stapled the edges together and stuffed them with newspaper.
This morning, before meeting Kirsten for lunch at the hospital, we went to the Children’s Museum of Maine. We arrived thirty minutes before opening so we killed time drinking hot chocolate at Starbucks.