Last Day of K

 On the eve of Bennett's last day of K, he sat and reflected upon his year.  He wondered where it went, and how it possibly could have gone so fast.  He spoke highly of his classmates, new friends and gym class.  He was pretty sure he would go to first grade next year, and that his teacher would L.O.V.E (yes, he spelled it out for me) her gift of dinner at a sushi restaurant.  But, he was not sure how to express his gratitude and love for the amazing Ms. Blomgren.  He thought and thought...

 Dear Ms. Blomgren,
You are the best teacher in the world!!!!!!  Don't tell my mom.
Love, Bennett

wiggle wiggle wiggle my tooth

We have been singing that song for WEEKS!  Bennett started informing Andy and I about his "loosy" mid-March.  Pretty sure the tooth wasn't actually loose until mid-April, which was when we started singing the song "Wiggle Wiggle Wiggle My Tooth".  Bennett used every single strategy (other than attaching a string to the tooth and wrapping it around door knob) to get that thing out.  It was hanging by a thread (which he often tried to show me, and I quickly averted my eyes).  FINALLY! A big bite on a granola bar did the trick.

 

That night, Bennett put his tooth in a glass jar in his room...

And, the sweet little tooth fairy, whispered a secret in his ear, and traded his tooth for 2 gold coins.

 

The Prose Nose

enough said.

A Tree in Autumn

Last night, we went to the local art show at Oak Ridge Elementary.  Bennett has been talking about this show for weeks, however, he has refused to tell us what piece of art he selected to put on display.  Apparently, he is like his daddy, in loving the element of surprise.

And, a surprise it was, when Grammy showed up!!  The kids shrieked when they saw the little red car in the drive.  Grammy's here!!!  Grammy's here!!!  (Harper did quizzically question Bennett concerning the whereabouts of Grampy and Jax.  They have to work, and take care of the Great Ones.)

Back to the story...  We arrived and perused the halls full of incredible artwork.  Rounding the corning to the Kinder wing, B smiled and did a Vanna White sweep with his hand, "Here it is, Mom."

No ribbons were awarded at this show, but the above piece, "A Tree in Autumn" is blue ribbon material.

Class of 2025

the sqrl

With Bennett missing so much school lately, he was not happy about going back.  He was anxious about being behind, he was getting used to laying around the house, and watching Scooby Doo.  He didn't want to go, his stomach hurt, he cried and hid under the covers.

I have been on the other side of this situation many times in my career.   I have had parents call and email, and even come into school very concerned about their student.  "Please let me know how Susie is doing.  She had a rough morning." I always tell parents the same thing, "Susie is just fine!  Once they get here, they are always ok." 

Well, being the parent now, I was worried about poor little Benito.  He did have a rough morning, and I was thinking about him and wondering if he was crying at school.  But, I did NOT send an email or call Ms. Blomgren.  She beat me to it.

Hi Gina,

Just wanted to quick send a note about how glad we are to have Bennett back.  He mentioned the flu traveled around your house, hope everyone is feeling better. Had to share this picture from last week, he was excited to share his non-fiction journal of an squirrel with labels. Look at that sentence too... Love it! Have a good day!

Jenna

Ms. Blomgren is the best teacher ever!!  We truly love her.

PS: The sentence reads, "I labld the sqrl."

Infestation

It started 14 days ago, when the nurse called me from school.  "I have Bennett in the nurse's office."  Poor little bugger threw up (in the bathroom) and had a fever.  Andy picked him up, I came home early, and so began our bout of the Prose Plague 2013.

The fever lasted 3 days for B, and was a solid 103*.  As his temp finally broke, the girl warmed right up.  Andy and I did our best to take turns going to work,  managing the medication and patients. 

 One week later, everyone had some energy back, and was at a normal (or close to normal) temperature.  I sent everyone to school and work.  Then, came the call from Ms. Kelli. 

 This time, we needed buckets.  The bucket flu entered our house, and didn't leave until it had been shared with everyone.  It was a disaster, but I was so grateful that we all were not sick at once.  I was well enough to take care of Andy and the kids, and Andy was well enough to take care of me.  Also,  Harper takes direction well, and learned how to use her bucket.

We missed school, we missed our neighbors, we missed a birthday party. 

But, today's a new day, and we are back!!