Fridays are usually the laid back day to round our our usually very busy Monday through Thursday. Today, not so much.
Grady Lee: "God is!"
Micah: "No, Jesus is!"
Senor Ricardo: "Um, yes. They are important to some people. Any one else have someone they can think of? Maybe a mom or a dad or a brother or a sister?"
I should also mention that several weeks back when the kids were learning the names of colors, Grady Lee pointed out to the class that "our hearts are negro until we ask Jesus to make them blanco." That's my boy.
When schoolwork was finished, the kids enjoyed surprise Thanksgiving cards in the mail from Nana.
Micah asked to go to Target right away and Grady Lee wondered how he could break his dollar bill so that he could keep part and give away part. Annalyse had more fun chewing her card and ripping the envelope.
At 4:30 we headed to Monkey Joe's for the evening to celebrate the fourth birthday for one of the boys' friends. And I thought Annalyse was geeked to run in the playroom before Spanish. OhMyGoodness, OhMyGoodness! This girl was all about the inflatables!
Guess what? They can. They don't need me anymore.
On the one hand it's exciting to enter the realm of the "Cool Moms That Go Places and Talk To Each Other" club. But on the other hand, it's really kind of boring. I miss not being able to slide and jump. I miss other people telling me I must be a fun nanny to those boys... because clearly, any mother in her right mind wouldn't get such a kick out of places like this.