This is what a date looks like for Jimmy lately...we've moved them to the morning because "yay! we don't need a babysitter!!" Loving kindergarten! We delighted ourselves with some Kneaders. Which in other news, they thought a fruit bowl was a bowl full of broccoli with mayo dressing. You should have seen Jimmy's face, hah!
Some more evening storytime...
Logan asked if he could have one of dad's shirts. Apparently it goes best over PJ's.
The fascination with hands has morphed into checking out her feet. They sure are something with those wiggly toes. I often can get her to laugh by pretending to eat them.
Conference weekend...
This morning...Logan asked for a stacked sandwich. Well, sometimes he gets what he asks for. Why get one flat boring sandwich. He wanted to show it off, hah!
Oh yes...and Bates died. It's been rather traumatic. Like every crossing guard, teacher, stranger, neighbor must hear that his pet died. They quickly ask what kind of pet this was. Logan doesn't hear them or who knows what...I then inform them it is all over a fish. Now...we're onto a trio of small "White Cloud's" named Freddy, Teddy, and Meddy. Good times!
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