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I didn't realize it's been so long since I posted anything here on Brenley's blog.
Where do I begin after all this time? We'll do some bullets...

School

• School has started. She loves it. She has her best friend, Katherine, whom she has known since forever since they had the same babysitter.
• Her favourite parts of school are colouring in the morning in the cafeteria with all the students before classes begin; gym; music; Gaelic; and time spent outside for recess!
• She thinks that her classmate, Orianna, has the "best laugh, the best curly hair, and the best way to think".
• She doesn't speak to anyone in school except for her friends and Miss MacMillan and Meaghan. It's because she's "too shy". That is, she won't speak to her teacher. (I'm thinking about renting her for weekends....)
• She loves to get the bus, on the rare occasion that I can't drive her.
• I won't say she has a crush on two brothers in grades higher than her... lol... but if I have to answer any more questions about them I'll scream!!

Defining Moment

• A big moment for Brenley happened during the Celtic Colours Festival. She finally got to meet the girl she's named after, Brenley MacEachern of Madison Violet. She was very shy (of course) but sooooo pumped to meet her. She held her guitar, hung out with her for a little while, sat in awe during her soundcheck ("I can't believe I'm named after a girl that can sing so good!"), and even learned a handshake from "big Brenley". She's pretty proud.

So... with all of that, I've got to be more dedicated to writing her funny stuff down. But, actually, when I think of it... she talks a lot less since she started school... now that she's so shy. Let's hope that moves along and the holy-shit-I-can't-believe-she-said-that Brenley comes back soon!

Watch what you say, Dadaidh

Driving from RolloBay to our cottage in Brackley Beach, Kyle was reading Brenley the riot act about behaving properly & attitude, etc. Then he told her that she better behave in Moncton, where we're going for Jenna's wedding this weekend.
"And I better not here any stories about you from Moncton this weekend!"
B: "how will you know?"
K: "cuz Mamaidh will tell me"
B: "hmph. YOU told ME one time that it was the cats, Piseag & Sgigean, who told YOU when I'm bad & you're not home!!!"
K: (trying to remember, lol) "Yeah, they do!"
B: "well how do they?! What do they sound like?!"
K: "they speak in cat language; and you're not old enough to hear or understand it, so That's that."

Hee hee hee.... Careful what you say there, Dadaidh! Hate to see it come back & bte you in the arse! ;)

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Thing you don't think you'll hear a 4 & 1/2 year old say on the drive home

While driving home from the Emily Osment concert (aka Lily from HannahMontana) in Halifax today we hear randomly from the backseat:
B: "Big cock"
Me: "huh?!"
B: "Big cock"
(Kyle & I are trying not to react)
Me: "what's that?,!"
B: (very annoyed) "it's a large bird....urgh"

We laughed.... A lot.... Silently

Then driving past Antigonish we hear:
B: "Oh my goodness! I forgot she had a coconut bra on!!!"
(Speaking about her Build-a-Bear, Slaney)

Lol
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Philosophy on Life & Religion 101

professor: Brenley Gillis, 4 1/2 year old
student: Kyle Gillis, 39 yr old father, husband, etc

While in the classroom (aka yard, on the swings) on a sunny holiday Monday, Brenley says to Kyle:

You know, Dadaidh, we're here, but we're not really here. We're all really in God's big belly.
And, even though, you know, when you're talking to me and pushing me on the swing, it's not really you that's talkin' to me. It's really somebody else saying the words for you.
It's not really you. But I hear you.

Okey dokey.
I don't think I wanna sign up for her 2nd year course.... might be a bit over my head.

Here's one for you...

Be careful what you say in this house!!

The other day Madden was playing with a golf club (when isn't he?!) & started running towards Brenley (when doesn't he?!). She's a smart girl & could easily figure out what was coming next, and she hollered (as she jumped on the couch for safety):

"DON'T HIT ME YOU LITTLE BASTARD!!!!!"

Disclaimer 1: this was followed by many tears as she looked at Kyle knowing it was a "bad word"
Disclaimer 2: I have *no* idea where she would ever hear language like that ;)

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Primary Orientation Day!

10 more sleeps... 9 more sleeps...

How many after tonight's sleep?...

5 more sleeps....

2 more sleeps...

I can't believe I'm going to school tomorrow!

Well, that tomorrow was today!!! Brenley had looked forward to today for months!!!!! Today was primary orientation day; aka the day at BIG school!

It all started last night, though, when she got ready for bed (which she had to be dressed for a "fashion sleep"?!?! I don't know what that means, either!). Here's what she looked like, totally prepared:

(note: the placement of the backpack, totally packed with gym clothes, indoor sneakers, $5 for chocolate milk to compliment the already-packed-and-on-the-counter lunchbox, which had pancakes!??! Go figure!)


Well, all that was a slight bit hilarious, and although she went to bed at 7:30, as per usual, it was a good 9:30 before she fell asleep!


This morning, Kyle's & my alarms went off at 6am, though we could hear some shuffling in the baby monitor upstairs. So, we laid there and waited to hear. Sure enough... shuffle, shuffle, shuffle... stomp, stomp, stomp... brushing of the teeth (no using of the washroom, though!)... and step, step, step down the stairs.

At 6:05am... a bursting, fully dressed in jeans, t shirt, socks, sneakers, raincoat zipped to her chin, and back pack on the back clad little girl bounded into our room and exclaimed:

I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S FINALLY THE DAY I'M GOING TO BIG SCHOOL!!!!

Trying not to laugh/smirk/etc, Kyle pipes up and says:
"Um... Brenley.... what are you doing with your raincoat on?"

Welllllllllllll. I checked out the window and it is raining out, you know!

LOL
Away to school we went an hour and a half later.

She had a wonderful day. She totally surprised me as she wasn't nearly as shy as I though she would be. She spoke up. She did well.

Sitting at her

desk for the day.

With the other primaries

Recess......                in music/Gaelic

using "bean-balls" in

gym

A great day had by all!

How come I can't go again tomorrow, Mamaidh?!?!
How many more sleeps until I can go back?!?!

Another chapter unfolds!

Boob woes

Yeah. So someone should tell Brenley that BOOBS aren't in her future. Voluptuous chest features simply aren't in the genetic make up. Sorry.

Anyway, after her bath the other night at Papa & Grammie's she was looking in the full length mirror:

"Dadaidh, look! Are my boobies getting bigger?!"
"Um, no, Brenley, I don't think so. And you don't need to be worrying about boobs for a lot of years yet!"
"But, look Dadaidh... I think they're getting bigger!"

Good lord.
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