Six
S-phie is six today. Six. A rising first-grader. I feel like every year I could write the post I wrote on her b-day last year - it's such a special day. But I can't just write every year about how amazing it was when she was born. But I've been meaning to write about her lately, b/c she's so cute and smart and funny, so maybe I'll just tell a couple of stories about her, my rocker/et girl.
Recently she informed me, w/great certainty, "Mama, I know what I want to be when I grow up. A rock star and a rocket scientist!" Like many six year olds, the girl definitely has the makings of a rock star. She makes up a lot of songs and often sings them in this really overwrought vibrato (think Celine Dion), but she also has a punk side. When she was three, we had a full rock band set-up in our bedroom so we could practice with our then band, the Last Nerves. S-phie loved to play the drums and knew how to turn on the mic. One day she went in there by herself and was playing the high-hat and singing into the mic, "Chicken on the bone! Chicken on the bone!" I don't remrember the verses, just this chorus. Perhpas a vegetarian anthem of sorts, as she doesn't eat meat (excpet bacon), and has certianly never eaten any chicken on (or off) the bone. More recently, she was playing w/her Barbies and they were singing, "Dirty houseware, I don't care!!!!!" I was thinking this could be my new anthem - hell yes! Her favorite band (aside from the Last Nerves) is the Runaways ("ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb!"). She also likes Shonen Knife a lot. We like it that she likes the Runaways, in theory, but we don't really like to listen to them that much (alas, I cannot convince her of the merits of the Velvet Underground, the Pixies, or the Beastie Boys - or even Outkast for that matter - although she does like the White Stripes). In any case, although we think it's cool that she's so into the Runaways, we have evilly not corrected her misperception that that which is on vinyl can also be on CD or tape - she said recently about the Runaways album, "I wish they had record players in cars so we could listen to the Runaways." We gave her a Joan Jett greatest hits CD today for her b-day, so hopefully that will satisfy her Runaways cravings.
She also has the makings of a scientist. I don't think she understands that when people talk about rocket science, they're not usually talking about rocket science, which makes her comment all the cuter. But she does love science. She loves learning about natural and life science (once she told me, "Mom, tell me more about the body.") She has an amazing science teacher at school and this year she has really loved science class -- the little lab reports they do, about momentum and the like, are amazing. About two months ago she told me that she wanted to have a "science birthday party," and that she wanted to invite her science teacher. I explained that her teacher would be on summer vacation, but her classroom teacher suggested that S-phie write a letter to the science teacher to ask for her ideas. S-phie spent an entire weekend composing a letter, written like a card, to her teacher, asking her what she would do for a science party. Her teacher wrote back, on a greeting card, a long and detailed letter w/her ideas for a science birthday party. Then S-phie wrote back to her, asking for more details on how to make oobleck. It was inspiring. And how excited was I that she asked for a science b-day party rather than My Little Pony or some other pink consumer-culture shit? Thrilled. Like when she loved Velma more than Daphne, but even more thrilled. Anyway, we had the party and it was fun: she gave nature tattoos, we made pretzels so the kids could see the yeast rise, we played does it sink or float (S-phie's idea) and played w/modelling clay, and we made Oobleck (which the adults liked better than the kids). She had a great time.
Not really a science or rockstar story, but so cute, and it is her bday, and it did happen in science class. Her science teacher told me that one day the kids were making fun of one of S-phie's classmates' drawing, saying it was scribble scrabble. So they were making fun of his picutre when S-phie exclaimed, arms up and out at the elbows, "Maybe it's an abstract!!!" He said, "yeah, it's an abstract." The teacher asked the kids if they knew what an abstract was, and they did not, and Sophie explained, "it's when you draw something like you see it but it doesn't have to look like how it really looks." Love. Love all around.
I recently got a flatbed scanner, so on this day, her sixth b-day, I do solemnly swear to scan and post (before her next birthday) some of the awesome things she has drawn and written over the last few months. Keep me honest folks.
Here are some pictures of the girl from a couple of months ago, clearly being a rockstar, trying to make a tough face, but then giving it up to be my baby w/her sweet belly:
Recently she informed me, w/great certainty, "Mama, I know what I want to be when I grow up. A rock star and a rocket scientist!" Like many six year olds, the girl definitely has the makings of a rock star. She makes up a lot of songs and often sings them in this really overwrought vibrato (think Celine Dion), but she also has a punk side. When she was three, we had a full rock band set-up in our bedroom so we could practice with our then band, the Last Nerves. S-phie loved to play the drums and knew how to turn on the mic. One day she went in there by herself and was playing the high-hat and singing into the mic, "Chicken on the bone! Chicken on the bone!" I don't remrember the verses, just this chorus. Perhpas a vegetarian anthem of sorts, as she doesn't eat meat (excpet bacon), and has certianly never eaten any chicken on (or off) the bone. More recently, she was playing w/her Barbies and they were singing, "Dirty houseware, I don't care!!!!!" I was thinking this could be my new anthem - hell yes! Her favorite band (aside from the Last Nerves) is the Runaways ("ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb!"). She also likes Shonen Knife a lot. We like it that she likes the Runaways, in theory, but we don't really like to listen to them that much (alas, I cannot convince her of the merits of the Velvet Underground, the Pixies, or the Beastie Boys - or even Outkast for that matter - although she does like the White Stripes). In any case, although we think it's cool that she's so into the Runaways, we have evilly not corrected her misperception that that which is on vinyl can also be on CD or tape - she said recently about the Runaways album, "I wish they had record players in cars so we could listen to the Runaways." We gave her a Joan Jett greatest hits CD today for her b-day, so hopefully that will satisfy her Runaways cravings.
She also has the makings of a scientist. I don't think she understands that when people talk about rocket science, they're not usually talking about rocket science, which makes her comment all the cuter. But she does love science. She loves learning about natural and life science (once she told me, "Mom, tell me more about the body.") She has an amazing science teacher at school and this year she has really loved science class -- the little lab reports they do, about momentum and the like, are amazing. About two months ago she told me that she wanted to have a "science birthday party," and that she wanted to invite her science teacher. I explained that her teacher would be on summer vacation, but her classroom teacher suggested that S-phie write a letter to the science teacher to ask for her ideas. S-phie spent an entire weekend composing a letter, written like a card, to her teacher, asking her what she would do for a science party. Her teacher wrote back, on a greeting card, a long and detailed letter w/her ideas for a science birthday party. Then S-phie wrote back to her, asking for more details on how to make oobleck. It was inspiring. And how excited was I that she asked for a science b-day party rather than My Little Pony or some other pink consumer-culture shit? Thrilled. Like when she loved Velma more than Daphne, but even more thrilled. Anyway, we had the party and it was fun: she gave nature tattoos, we made pretzels so the kids could see the yeast rise, we played does it sink or float (S-phie's idea) and played w/modelling clay, and we made Oobleck (which the adults liked better than the kids). She had a great time.
Not really a science or rockstar story, but so cute, and it is her bday, and it did happen in science class. Her science teacher told me that one day the kids were making fun of one of S-phie's classmates' drawing, saying it was scribble scrabble. So they were making fun of his picutre when S-phie exclaimed, arms up and out at the elbows, "Maybe it's an abstract!!!" He said, "yeah, it's an abstract." The teacher asked the kids if they knew what an abstract was, and they did not, and Sophie explained, "it's when you draw something like you see it but it doesn't have to look like how it really looks." Love. Love all around.
I recently got a flatbed scanner, so on this day, her sixth b-day, I do solemnly swear to scan and post (before her next birthday) some of the awesome things she has drawn and written over the last few months. Keep me honest folks.
Here are some pictures of the girl from a couple of months ago, clearly being a rockstar, trying to make a tough face, but then giving it up to be my baby w/her sweet belly:
posted by mama at 8:41 PM
2 Comments:
Happy Birthday Sophie!
The matchy glasses are adorable.
BUT, how is your daughter supposed to be a rockstar in a MINIVAN?
Betcha didn't think of THAT?
The Minivan is what all self-respecting indie bands use for touring! That or a volvo wagon. I meant to post on my Minivan post that one way I could offset would be to use the van several months out of the year to go on tour w/our possibly-to-be-reunited rock band (okay it wouldn't be several months, but we could drive to the next town over, 20 min away, w/several amps and a drumkit and call it a tour), but I got so carried away about the Pussy Patrol that I totally forgot about the Rock factor!
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