Art night is the cafeteria full oif paper, crayons, markers, finger paint, chalk and string art. WOW, what a mess. We didn't stay nearly as long as they wanted, but I have a cold and I wanted to go home. Here is the product of Art Night:
We went home home and had "dinner" Here is Jacob eating his dinner:
Yes, those are pop-tarts. He is so picky, and I think he is tired of nuggets and rolled tacos. All he wants to eat is cheese for dinner, and I won't let him only eat cheese.
Here is what should be a familiar site to my parents minus the Spagetti-o's. I never was much of a fan.
I haven't been able to get her to put those books down all evening and again this morning. Which isn'ta horrible thing, I suppose. She loved "Super Fly Guy" and it is a chapter book, and she read it to me and Jacob last night. It was a great time.
4 comments:
Oh many is the night that we sat at supper, just the four of us...Dad, Mom, Susan, and a book! There are worse things she could be doing.
Mom
I know, that is why when I saw her sitting there eating while reading I had to snap a picture!
She seems so angelic...hardly the type of child who would get in trouble! Perhaps she could earn good time by reading to be subtracted from her grounded time? Maybe even a cell phone?
the softy memaw
'm sure PePaw will want framed versions of these masterpieces for his office! (blank space left for PePaw to say No) He didn't say no so that may be your Christmas shopping for the difficult one!
always helpful,
MeMaw
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