I picked up Alex from the bus stop yesterday and he proudly showed me his hand print in clay that he picked out the colors for and painted himself and then said he was on the color blue (which is good) so we got in the car to pick up Abby and in the back seat I heard a piece of paper being crumbled up and then it was thrown out the window. I stopped the car, made him get out and get the piece of paper since littering is unacceptable and he got out and kicked the paper in to someone's yard. After being stern with him he finally picked up the paper threw it in the car and got in his seat. At this time I went to see what it was that he was trying to get rid of....
...It was a note that says "Dear mam, I scremd in the hollway. Im sre. Lve Alex" We had a discussion about acceptable vs. unacceptable behavior at school and he said he wouldn't scream in the hallway again, but it was hard to contain my smirk at the thought of him trying to get rid of the evidence. We have one sneaky boy, and he's only in Kindergarten. Someone said to me when I was pregnant that God will only give you what you can handle, and all I continually say is that he must think I can handle a lot, since Alex is always keeping us on our toes.
Alex with his hand print, he was so proud
Finally Spring has arrived!
