Today, I need to write down a few wonderful things I've overheard around the house from the babes. If I don't I'll forget them forever...
The scene: C throwing down a toy after being told no candy before supper.
Me: C, it is okay to be frustrated, but it is not okay to throw things. When you throw your toys it makes Mommy, Daddy and Jesus sad.
C: Jesus takes all de (the) fun away. Stomps off. I follow to put her in time out after getting control of my giggles.
C calls a night light a Goodnight Light.
L has begun writing some numbers. Yay, Ms. Judy! I can't get the child to write anything for me...thank God for truly loving preschool teachers. I guess homeschooling for he and I would be difficult.
I also have pretty much confirmed that we are going to send L to his same preschool for kindergarten next year. It's half-day, the teacher is phenomenal, the classes are small, and I taught a few children coming out of her class into public school 1st grade and they were on target if not ahead. L has a spring birthday, but I still feel like he's ready for kindergarten next year. Since I used to teach at our home school district...where he'll attend 1st-5th and I even taught kindergarten there with one of the teachers, I know the ropes. I also know that one of the teachers there is just not very nice to her students (from experience teaching with her). My husband says we women are mean to each other, gossipy, etc. However, two of my very trusted sources (fair, unbiased, and most importantly Christian women whom I have NEVER known to gossip, and in fact have reprimanded groups of women for doing so), have urged me not to send my big boy to K while she's still teaching there. I have thought about one of the other teachers, who are good teachers, but the fact that the K classes interact sooo much would just put my L in harms way...thus preventing that option. First grade is soon enough for all day, anyway!
In other news, I have been running still...run/walking...but still working up to more running than walking soon. At least 3 mornings, mostly 4-5 each week. Yay! I'm hoping to run in a 5k in March.
It snowed here two days ago...not much, just flurries and sleet. I woke up C and L from their naps to show them. We went out on the deck and played. Then when hubby came home, he and L played football, Greenbay Packer style. C and I were the cheerleaders outside. L kept saying, "This is our first snow (even though we had snow flurries and even snow that stuck when he was a baby and a two year old and C was about 8 months)!" A great memory was made on Wednesday.
Thats all for now...
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