The boy and I made a schedule for the weekend.
Today we were up at 6:00 a.m. and out the door for Crispy’s Donuts (not Krispy Kreme!) in less than twenty minutes. That’s what the boy wanted, so that’s what we did.
I tried to exercise a little more restraint this time. We still got the whole pink box, but I only nibbled on small chunks instead of inhaling half the dozen like it was my very last meal.
I did eat most of a croissant. I had to. Crispy’s makes the best croissants around. Don’t argue. That’s the flat out truth. You can’t just buy one and leave it in the box.
The boy mowed the glaze off of his selections and threw the carcasses in the trash, as usual.
He did that for lunch and snack time too.
By 8:15, we were at the park.
Clearly, a couple of tweenage girls had been there too.
Do girls still just love to write their idols’ names and draw hearts and stuff, or is there some bigger picture here?
Does Justin Bieber actually ♥ Justin Timberlake? I’m so out of the loop.
Maybe the girls were a little goofy on birthday fumes. Not sure what to make of that monkey.
Though it may explain this:
Really, piggy park users? There’s a trash bin less than twenty feet from here. 😡
The boy was in a funny mood today. His very purposeful stare was cracking me up.
After sliding, the boy wanted a push on the swing. I hung the camera around my neck and turned it off. Or so I thought.
We had a good time. 😀
Now it’s almost 2:00 p.m. and the little boy is at the table, cutting out nouns from a workbook and stapling them onto a paper he made. He loves to do schoolwork and will design it himself if there is nothing more to finish from his teacher. We have a pile of workbooks that he has dismantled and rearranged and learned from in the last several months. He’s such a smart little boy.
And now he is asking me to help him with his fluency time, so I have to wrap this up!