Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Anissa is now in her third week of kindergarten, and I am so proud of how great she's handling it so far. Back in the spring, I was torn about whether to enroll her in the French immersion school her friends from preschool would be attending (classes are 8:10 to 10:50 daily), or the francophone school which offers a full-time program (daily, 8:50 to 3:20). I didn't know if I was ready to give her up to the world so soon, and worried that the French would be overwhelming for her. I worried about Elianne missing her sister, I worried about Anissa making friends with kids who speak French at home, I worried that a full day would be too much, I worried about being "francophone" enough to fit in with the other parents, etc etc etc!

I'm happy to report that all my worries were unfounded. I'm really impressed with how well Anissa has adjusted. She's cheerful every day when I pick her up, easily made friends and is understanding the teacher well enough to keep up. And though Elianne asked for her sister the first few days, she now understands where she is and, frankly, is soaking up the extra one-on-one time with me. It's all worked out for the best. And just when I was thinking Anissa couldn't seem any more grown up, she came home Friday and announced that she had a loose tooth. So now we've also had our first visit from the tooth fairy!

Anissa's first day of Maternelle


Friday, August 29, 2008

Yes, friends, it has been a busy, fun-filled summer. I say that with a long sigh because I'll have to accept that the season of sun and fun is coming to an end. It honestly feels like weeks ago that Anissa was finishing preschool and we were packing up for our trip to Tunisia. My big girl will be off to school in a matter of days - full-time kindergarten - and Elianne and I will be on our own for a large portion of the day. Though I can't help getting teary-eyed at the thought of Anissa "leaving us", I am excited for her. And, looking back on our amazing summer, I feel good knowing that we took full advantage of this last stretch of time together before she heads out into the big wide world.

We kicked off our summer with an unforgettable month in Tunisia. It was so fabulous seeing Anissa and Elianne get to know Mehdi's grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins, and of course spending quality time with Mama Jo. The girls had the vacation of a lifetime: amusement parks, ice cream by the ton, the pool, the beach, and billions of "boussa" (kisses). Anissa rode a camel, was a flower girl in cousin Cyrine's wedding, picked up an impressive amount of French and had any five-year-old's dream birthday pool party. Elianne fell in love with a garden turtle, was more talented at remembering Arabic names than I am, and charmed everyone with her constant toothy smile. Between family visits, delicious meals and outings to the beach, the month flew by much too fast. During a quick layover in Paris, we met up with Mehdi's dad, his wife Francoise and their sweet daughter Sasha. A quick trip to the Eiffel Tower and a dinner at Sacre Coeur, and it was already time to fly back to Calgary. Nearly two months later, and Anissa still sighs occasionally and expresses how much she misses everyone in Tunisia. How lucky my girls are to have such a loving extended family in such a beautiful place.

I wasn't really sure what we were going to do back in Alberta once back from our trip and had even worried about how to fill the days, but thankfully there has been plenty to keep us busy. Two of my nieces spent a week each at our house, my parents visited a few times, and we went camping with my entire family. Anissa had a reunion with her best friend, Mariella, during our fantastic week in Whistler with Dan, Natasha, Mariella and Antonia.

What else? Anissa and I went to see Cirque du Soleil (her mouth was open in awe the entire performance), we took the girls to Sesame Street Live (Elianne's turn to be in awe), Anissa attended a week-long summer camp at the zoo and we had plenty of backyard/playground dates with friends.

I'm sure I've forgotten something, but I'll let the photos fill in the blanks.


Here's a peek at Tunisia:




And here's back home:

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

We're leaving tomorrow on our trip to Tunisia, cutting Anissa's preschool year short by a week, so she said her goodbyes to her class today. She was feeling sad about both the farewells and missing the year-end party, but I think the giant group hug her friends gave her eased her pain a little.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

A few months ago, I thought Elianne was slower on the verbal side of things than Anissa had been at her age. She's really been proving me wrong these past few weeks, though, as she's been learning new words - and using them in creative ways - at a rapid pace. Of course, the way she says them isn't always very clear, but her face lights up with pride when we understand what she's just told us. I thought I'd jot down a list of some of the things she can (sort of) say at age 15 months, besides the obvious Mommy, Papa, hi and bye:

- "weayou?" - where are you?
- "bur" - bird
- "dee" - deer
- "bottle" - this one is perfectly clear because it is one of her favorite things. No matter how we present milk, in whatever cup or with a straw or even warmed up, she only spits it out if it's not in her precious bottle.
- "stu" - stuck
- "bre" - bread
- "geyyi" - spaghetti
- "buh" - up
- "wee" - means 3 things: tree, soother or shoe (??)
- "tubtub" - bath
- "car"
- "bee" - an actual bee, or "brush teeth"
- "bu" - bug or book
- "buddy" - bunny
- "boddy" - potty
- "wa" - water
- "bow" - bowl
- "manya" - banana
- "buy" - snack (she's trying to say "bite")or butterfly or bike
- "Emmo" - Elmo (she knows him from a cookie box)
- "Dah" - Dora
- "ball"
- "tore!" - score
- "duh" - duck
- "bag"
- "cup"
- "baby"
- "meyyi" - Mehdi: usually trying to help me call him in some other part of the house
- "fy" - a bit disturbing, but this is "fry", as in french fry. Anissa and I mentioned fries one day last week while we were eating lunch, and Elianne started demanding to have "fy" and crying in frustration when we explained we didn't have any. We don't eat fast food very often, so they must have made quite the impression on her!

The big winner, her real favorite lately, though, is..."NO!" And when she gets frustrated, especially if I take something away from her, she throws things and flops onto the floor and kicks and screams. Sound kind of like a temper tantrum to you?