School

Evan got in the car yesterday when I picked him up from school and before he put on his seatbelt he said " I am so ready for summer vacation" promptly followed by "You put five thousand million peas in my lunch". Ok. point taken. We've gotten in the pattern of Josh fixing the kids' lunches most days and needless to say lunches look a little different depending on who packs them.

And then we saw the short bus. He has begun a fascination with a short bus. The motorhome fascination lasted a good year. And the portable toilet fascination transferred easily to spaceships once he saw a space toilet [which was even better than the motorhome toilet] in a book at the library. Too bad we never did find a hose he could pee in. Although on a hot summer day you've gotta wonder...

I'm not sure how to respond about the short bus. So I'm practicing my avoidance skills. Because he remembers every word about what I say. For example, our friend H is pregnant and he asks how the baby pees inside of her and whether the baby's bladder is bigger or smaller than a quarter, and on and on...until he saw someone feeding their baby at church...and now you can imagine all the questions...so try to be as matter of fact as possible and MOVE ON. Because I call him my little lawyer...the level of detail in the questioning is quite impressive.

I get a kick out of his sentences. He still does not like school. He has to write a ton of sentences for kindergarten and you can tell he tries to get a little creative with the words he supposed to use."All the veins and arteries are broken". The spelling was quite creative. And then he says "The test takers think that kindergarteners don't know their rhyming words". Hmm...I hate the public school has to teach to the test. I was there for like an hour at his school and I know I would never make it as a teacher. I volunteer at the after school science club meeting with him. He really likes science and math stuff and was pretty excited to "get in". After about five minutes at the public school, I start wanting to take a shower. And that hour seems like 10. But's it worth it to see him gagging (smiling--because he's still Evan even though he doesn't throw up as much anymore) and gagging and smiling as he mashes up Total cereal and gets the iron out of it with a magnet. "It looks like diarrhea" one kid observes. Evan almost loses it. I start laughing.

Evan asked me today 'hey, can we look up that famous hero today on you tube?'. What? You know that one that wrote that fire song. Johnny Cash. They listened to it in his class today. Which is funny. We celebrated Johnny Cash in my class today. Except we listened to I've Been Everywhere.

High point in both of our days.

Thanks to the man in black.

Quotes of the day

Lucy: "Momma, I don't ever want you to get married"

Evan: "What's a beauty contest?"
Me: [Explanation]
Evan: "That's not fair AT ALL! " People judge people by who does right and who does wrong.

Me: [feeling one of those few and far between proud parenting moments]