Jack's morning started out on the rocky road of grumpity grumpiness. . . not ready for the morning day and waking up. . . not happy with leftover cracker barrel pancakes (from Sunday morning breakfast when he loved them). . . upset because his bike blew a tire. . . and the pinnacle: spilling orange juice all over his tony hawk shirt and khaki pants (which look good together!). . .
Leading to a Mama / Jack Summit about looking to the positive. . . happiness being a choice. . . yada. . . yada . . . yada . . .
Bounded off the bus in the afternoon, announcing: I should have worn my life is good shirt because I got on challenge spelling today! He's been frustrated because he's only been on it once this year. . . So, a good little boy day (is 2nd grade still little. . .because I say it is. . .).
We finished off the day with breakfast pizza for dinner (must do that more often). And a trip out for street hockey and baseball supplies (for a busy summer of boy fun activities). And a peek at new bikes for my growing but still little boy Jack.
Leading to a Mama / Jack Summit about looking to the positive. . . happiness being a choice. . . yada. . . yada . . . yada . . .
Bounded off the bus in the afternoon, announcing: I should have worn my life is good shirt because I got on challenge spelling today! He's been frustrated because he's only been on it once this year. . . So, a good little boy day (is 2nd grade still little. . .because I say it is. . .).
We finished off the day with breakfast pizza for dinner (must do that more often). And a trip out for street hockey and baseball supplies (for a busy summer of boy fun activities). And a peek at new bikes for my growing but still little boy Jack.
Today is much quieter. A mountain of laundry that only a parent could fathom. Baking oatmeal raisin cookies (and making the house smell like Grandma Smith memories). And folding about 12 loads (not making that one up) of laundry while watching Fringe and drinking coffee. . .
A cozy rainy day. . .
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