Monday, September 24, 2007
Peeing standing up
I asked Laura if she wanted to come to the bus stop with me this morning. she told me that it was such a long way away and besides, Mommy doesnt let her pee behind the tree if she has to go. I dont know where she comes from.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
A football Sunday
Well, I hope its worth it. I got a call last night from Eddie, two great seats to the Patriots game. Too much Offer, Acceptance and Consideration to study. I'm on my hardest subject at law school...contracts. I'm having a hard time with my decision and reasoning that if I get one or two questions right by my studies today that will be worth it in the end. Jimmy hasn't gone to the Patriots game yet and I would have loved to bring him today, but February is coming soon. I have to study. Next Sunday we have seventh row from the field at Fenway Park and last night we went to the High school Football game and had fun. Laura came with us and sat with her cousin big Meghan for a lot of the game so she was happy and Jimmy ran into his first grade chum Kyle. Imagine that they are leaving us already. I cannot believe what high school girls are wearing these days, or better yet what they arent wearing. I guess I am getting old.
I get anxious every time I take a bar exam class. I can only imagine what I am going to be like in a couple of months.
I get anxious every time I take a bar exam class. I can only imagine what I am going to be like in a couple of months.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
First Day of Skool....first grade
He was sooooo nervous. We were worried at first but all was much better when he came home in one piece. The phone rang the next morning and Jimmy was talking to the person on the other end and kept saying...i'm not doing anything, what are you doing....over and over...apparently, he had given his phone number to a kid he met on the bus and the kid called up and now they are phone buddies....Lyn met the kids parents and they are nice, so not a threat. Cant help but not trust anyone......This morning he cried at the bus stop because he didnt want to go to school. He got a new baseball game and he's once again addicted to anything dealing with baseball. I dont mind this game so much because it requires physical activity on his part. Those damn video games which only require kids to sit on their butts really drive me crazy. I'm not a big fan of Xbox 360.
Laura started her pre-K classes on Wednesday. She was thrilled that the teacher knew her name. How couldnt you remember the most beautiful flower in the garden.....oh ok, enough. not too bias.
Catherine hasnt broken anything this week.......yet. She's talking more and more everyday. Every night when i tell her that she has to go to bed she yells "no fair". Hugs and kisses make it alot easier though.
Jack just smiles his way through the day. he blows kisses and waves, laughing when you blow kisses back to him. He reminds me so much of Jimmy, looks and personality are about the same. He even sings and dances with me....just shows he has good taste.
Laura started her pre-K classes on Wednesday. She was thrilled that the teacher knew her name. How couldnt you remember the most beautiful flower in the garden.....oh ok, enough. not too bias.
Catherine hasnt broken anything this week.......yet. She's talking more and more everyday. Every night when i tell her that she has to go to bed she yells "no fair". Hugs and kisses make it alot easier though.
Jack just smiles his way through the day. he blows kisses and waves, laughing when you blow kisses back to him. He reminds me so much of Jimmy, looks and personality are about the same. He even sings and dances with me....just shows he has good taste.
If nautical nonsense be something you wish
Nothing too spectacular; Laura woke up last night at around 1am, came running into the bed in a tizzy, apparently she had a nightmare that SpongBob Squarepants had become angry at her and tried to lock her inside his pineapple under the sea. I've tried that line myself several times to no avail so i cant blame the little sponge.
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