Had to take some time off of the blog because all last week X was getting aggravated about me asking him about his day. Every time I did, I just got, "bwah bwah bwah." So, hopefully back on track for a while.
Monday, September the twenty-sixf
Monday, September the twenty-sixf
X: "We had to color sumping today?"
Me: "What?"
X: "It has my wetter in it?"
Me: "X?"
X: "Wes!"
Me: "Your name?"
X: "um... No, it goes wike this, A B C D..."
Me: "The alphabet?"
X: "Wes, we had to cowor each wetter and I did a pattern!"
Me: "What colors?"
X: "Well I made a pattern?"
Me: "Well, what colors?"
X: "uhhhhh. bwue and purple."
I came in a put my stick in the bucket. And every morning I have a wittle stick that I got on the first day of school. When I was wearing my bumble bee shirt, you know. I colored it and Miss Holt put my name on it. And every morning, I put my stick in the bucket. We put it in the green bucket. Miss Holt takes the sticks out and lays them on this wittle table. She does it so she knows who's here today.. Whoever put their stick in the bucket then they are here today.
If people don't come in when they are supposed to, like while Miss Holt is telling us something, they have to put their stick in the bucket.
We worked on our E Q this morning. It changed this week. There's the weather part and our book changed this week. It's Miss Bindergarten goes on a field trip. Guess a name in the stories is...
Me, "Gideon?"
X: "No, Cwinton and someone else's name. Who's in this room. And he's walking around. And he's talking right now"
Me: "ummmm. I don't know."
X: "Xavier."
According to mommy: When X got to school this morning, there was a little girl in his class that came running up him and yelled, "I'm gonna beat you to the cafeteria XAVIER FOLLETT!" This made our little boy very angry, he replied with "Just call me Xavier."
A writing number's poem according to X:
A straight line down is fun,
dat's the way to make a one.
Around and back on the railroad track,
two two two two.
Around the tree, around the tree,
dats' the way to make a three.
Down and across and down once more,
dat's the way to make a four.
Fat old five goes down and around,
put a flag on top and see what you've found.
