School is Prison

So W started first grade yesterday, and it was quite an ordeal! This is a kid who asks if the school has burned down every time we hear a fire truck siren. Or, if it hasn't burned, he wants to know if we can move away where there are no schools. W is convinced that first grade will be way to hard since he searched through the whole classroom and didn't see one toy! So, obviously, there's no playtime in first grade. And there are a lot of pencils so that means only one thing: the dreaded writing. W would rather do dishes than write letters. So, to help alleviate his anxiety about first grade, we found an extra brain for him to take to school. This way, if the problems are too hard, he can just pull out his extra brain and solve them no problem! The extra brain is very sticky and squishy and was a big hit with the rest of his class. I kind of feel sorry for his teachers...

....aaaaaaaaaawkward

You know how "Kids Say the Darnedest Things"? Well, here's a sample from this last week:

1. So, where do babies come from? from W
   
2. How do they get in your belly? from W
3. When M turns 3 will she get a pee-pee too? from A
4. Mommy, I like this big fat part (pokes me in belly). Do you have a baby in there? from A
5. Dress! from M
   
6. This dress? from me
7. NO! DRESS! from M
8. Oh, this dress? from me
9. NO! NO! NO! (emphasized with kicking me in the leg) DRESS! from M
10. How about these pretty shoes? from me
11. Shoes! Pretty! from M
    

The Diva

I recently read in a parenting magazine this valuable insight into the life and minds of toddlers. "Think of her as a diva. You may not dress the diva; you may only offer clothing suggestions." This is so very, very true. Consider this outfit and this is after one hour of suggestions and much crying (from both of us!)

Blue Man Group, Lookout!

In case you were wondering what happens when you run over a piece of blue sidewalk chalk in the garage.

Summer is for Berries

On Saturday we engaged in that timeless summer tradition: blueberry picking. Amazingly, more berries ended up in the buckets than in/on the kids. So far we've made blueberry pie, blueberry pancakes, frozen many blueberries, and eaten lots. Mmmm, blueberries....