Sizing

Yesterday, after school, KP was in a pile on the floor crying.

I walked up to him to ask what was wrong and it was pretty clear by looking at him that he couldn’t get his jeans on.  He seemed to need new ones because somehow he peed on the old pants he was wearing.

KP:  I JUST CAN’T GET THEM UUUUUUUPPP!

Me:  This is not big deal buddy, the zipper is just up already.  Let’s pull the zipper down and it will be easier to put your pants on.

KP:  Standing there looking mad at me and the world and his pants.

Me:  Ummm, KP, how many pairs of underwear do you have on?

KP:  A smile moving across his face. Let me see, one, two, three, four.  I have four!

Me:  Why do you have four pairs on?

KP:  Because my pants are always too big.

Night time prayers

Last night as KP was finishing up his prayers, he ended with, “and I hope Grandpa is comfy up in heaven.”

The first of many

My kids are loud.

My kids are not puzzle-doers, they are more like WWF wrestlers.

Here they are wrestling.

Here’s what was said after this picture was taken:

KP:  I’M BLEEEEDING!!!!

CT:  You’re not bleeding, you lost your tooth.  I found it on the floor.

And so it goes…my baby boy lost his first tooth.

It got wrestled out of him.

Fa la la la la la la la la

I was sitting in my kitchen tonight and started to hear singing.

At first I couldn’t tell what the song was, but I knew the melody and then it became very clear.

It was KP, from the bathroom, signing, “Ohhhhh hooooo mo-o-o-m will you wipe me, fa la la la la la la la la!”  Over and over again.

Who wouldn’t come a run’n for that?

The art of the hug

Some people have it, some don’t.

This kid has it.

If your ever needing a little love, come on over and get yourself a hug from him.

It always curse what ails ya.

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Life Lessons

Really it was only a matter of time until a teacher or counselor or bus driver talked to me about something KP did at school.  Oh don’t get me wrong, he’s a wonderful child, but he does have a lot of exuberance AND doesn’t always think before he does.

So when he was dropped off from school on Tuesday the bus driver yelled out, “MISS MARY, MISS MARY”, all the while curling his big thick finger up and down showing me I was wanted on the bus for a little talkie.

He proceeded to say, “KP has something to tell you and then you can call me tonight.”

SWEET!  Being a parent is awesome!  What the hell?  What on earth did you do?

Once we got inside he told me the whole story, he didn’t even try to hide it.   Then around 9:00 pm I got to call the bus driver at home (that’s weird…am I right on that one?) and get his side of the story.

Then KP got to write him a little note of apology.

It says:

Dear Mr. Chuck,

I am sorry for poking holes in your bus seat with my pencil.

KP

Then he had to hand it to him the next morning, THAT was the hardest part of the whole deal.

Looking sick, isn’t he?

He woke up with a temperature of 100.2 and a cough. 100 degrees is the point where the school suggests to keep them home due to spread of germs.

He was so excited to stay home.

As the bus pulled up yesterday morning he was yelling at the top of his lungs, “I’MMMMM SICK! I’M SICK, I’M STAYING HOOOOOOMMMMME!!!!!!!!!”

Yup, the rule girl in me just had to keep him home.

Do you follow the school guide line rules?

Look who doesn’t want to go to school

I did not expect this.

I did not expect this child to be the one who does not want to go to school.

This is Tuesday.  He just wanted to lay his head down in his cereal and when he was done doing that, he wanted to go back to bed.

He clung to my leg at the bus stop, gave me the big fat “I’m going to cry” lip as he got on the bus and then I wept.

Wednesday he upped the ante.

Right after I took this photo I wrapped my arms around his waist and pried his fingers off the edge of the bed, then pulled. We got to the stairs where his little hands grabbed onto the hand rail as I tried to get him to the first floor and out the door to the bus.

Today, he was a little bit better.

He was happy and excited for picture day.  He got to choose WHATEVER he wanted to wear.  Then it came time to get on the bus and this is where I found him…lumped over by the back door, wanting to go back to bed.

First week

KP has been handling the adjustment to all day Chinese Kindergarten with a tremendous amount of grace.  Granted, he must go to sleep around 7:00 pm and if you push his buttons it is OVER, for everyone!

That all said, the cutest thing happened yesterday.

KP came running off the bus and ran into my arms for a big hug.  He turned his head and whispered in my ear, “Mom, I cried at school today.”

Me:  Oh noooo, what happened?

KP:  I wanted YOU!

And then I welled up.

Off to school

This was yesterday.

CT had just rolled out of bed and wasn’t ready yet.

PJ is set and ready to roll.  In fact, she ran onto the bus so fast that I had to go on after her to kiss her goodbye.

KP was all ready but had to wait another day for school to begin, but got to visit for an hour and hang out with his new class mates.

All in all, the day went pretty smoothly.

And today…KP headed off to his first day of ALL DAY Chinese Immersion Kindergarten (didn’t even want to stop for a photo-can you tell by the blur?).

With his big brother giving him ample instructions before leaving the door, his big sister taking his hand as they stepped onto the bus together and his wide anxious eyes waiting for all the new adventures to begin, I am sure this day too will be great.

Unless he goes insane because he has no idea what the teacher is talking about.

I’ll let you know if that happens.