"Daddy, you know what ______ did this morning?” “No.” “He took his hash brown put it in his mouth and shook his head like this…” Xavier starts shaking his head, teeth bared, like a dog tearing something up. I say, “really.” X replied with, “Yeah, he’s mean, just like ________ and he even talks while the teacher is talking.”
Xavier had an “I helped out!” smiley face sticker on today, I asked what the sticker was about and he said, “I got it in Guidance because I behaved and be da Champion.” Because King Fibert’s team won today, guess who was on King Fiberts team, E___ and, you know who." He gets this smug, "yeah you know it" look.
"Den we read our champion book. that goes like dis;
We are the champions at our school,
at our school,
at our school.
We are the champions at ours school.
We know how to win.
We sit still and listen each day,
listen each day,
listen each day.
We sit still and listen each day.
We know how to win."
“Guess what? Den we had to go in groups. Guess what we drawed on our white piece of paper, as a team? It was sooo fun.”
What?
”It’s somefing I’m afraid of.”
”Aliens?”
”Nope”
”Thunderstorms?”
”Nope, turn on listening ears…We drawed tornadoes as a group!”
”Den we sat back on the carpet we talked about some rules, I don’t remember them, and then we went to the treasure box.”
”What good are rules if you don’t remember them?”
“Ummmm… no good?”
Maybe he is my son after all, HAH!
Oh and I forgot to mention last week we received his school pictures. Here is a sampling:
