Tuesday, September 14, 2010

doe eyes

Brooks has recently learned to flutter his eyelashes... and I have to say, his timing is impeccable! This afternoon, he kept getting down from the table while eating his lunch. His sticky, banana fingers were touching everything in sight, and so I told him to get back on his chair. He looked up at me sheepishly with his head cocked to one side, fluttered his eyes and said, "Nooooo" in the sweetest tone that a disobedient toddler could muster. I was torn between spanking his little bum or swooping him up and kissing on those chubby cheeks.

I chose the latter.

Wednesday, September 08, 2010

Calebism 2/11/10

The day BEFORE "the first day of school", Caleb got large scratch across his face. I can't determine if the culprit was Brooks or a random kid at the pool... but the thing is a good 6 inches long gracing his entire cheek. The night before school, Mike appropriately nicknamed him "Scratch" to go along with Josh's nickname "Blood Eye", which he inherited a week earlier due to a "toe in the eyeball" maneuver.

Right before giving the annual "Night Before School Blessing", Mike teased Caleb that he didn't remember his full name. Caleb, without hesitation, said, "It's me, Scratch R. Trentadue!"

Tuesday, September 07, 2010

First day of school - 2010


All decked out in their "semi-new" clothes, (we didn't really have a need to go school shopping because they have a ton of shirts, that they never wear, which includes, but is not limited to collared shirts... although they did get new shoes...) Josh and Caleb were excited for the first day of school. CORRECTION: Caleb was excited, Josh was annoyed. Thank goodness for peer pressure, because once we started walking toward the bus and seeing other kids emerging from their houses, he started to get on board.


After a smooth morning of eating breakfast and taming some unruly hair, I thought we were off to a great start leaving 10 minutes early to account for any first day mishaps. Good thing too... because I ended up having to sprint back to the house because I forgot to pin Caleb's "school bus tag" on him. For those of you who are not aware what this is... this is a very crucial part of his wardrobe because it clearly identifies him as a "Kindergartner" and should he get lost, it would notify any adult where he should be.

It was a bitter-sweet moment to see that big, yellow cheesewagon round the corner. I snapped a quick picture, and headed toward the already crowded bus. There didn't appear to be any empty seats in the front, (where the K's usually sit) so I, along with all the other Kindergarten moms were nervously pointing out our little K's. The driver shrugged his shoulders and just said, "I'm full, they just have to find a seat."

I felt so helpless, walking along the outside of the bus, watching Caleb's eyes scan the seats of the bus as he kept shuffling further and further to the back of the bus! But thank goodness for older brothers... although Josh temporarily forgot about Caleb as he bounded on the bus... he eventually "took him under his little brotherly wing" and they sat together about 5 seats from the back of the bus. (breath sigh of relief because at least they were together)

Now, I have to just trust in the school system... and have faith that they will return him to me safe and sound.