Santa visited the children at school last week. He started with the Pre-School class. Then Kindergarden, 1st, 2nd, 3rd & 4th grades. By then it was lunchtime & Santa was as hungry as a polar bear...
After lunch Santa visited the 5th grade class. I'm not sure what exactly happened. Either a child threw up on Santa or the wonderful cafeteria food didn't agree with him!
We had a fairly intense storm last night, which must have brought up the subject of songs about thunder and lightning. However it happened, this is her version of at least those two words from the Garth Brooks song Thunder Rolls.
I just tried to spend a few relaxed minutes with my sister and left feeling that she might need constant police protection, or at least a restraining order. This child is one of the forces of nature, and not the kind that become gentle breezes or spring showers.
I finally have it translated as, "We gotta go into the house or else the mosquitoes are going to bite us."
She is supposed to be saying "Hello" to her papa Mike, great-grandmother, and aunt and uncle, but the pressure froze her for a moment. As soon as the video was turned off she came to life, gave some kind of martial-arts scream, and destroyed the living room. I'm still trembling uncontrollably.
A new song from preschool (actually daycare but she wouldn't go if anyone called it that.) In between songs she told me that her daddy bought her some jewelry. A big ring and some necklaces.
I hope I spelled everything correctly, and I don't know what I did to the last two pictures but I still like them. They seem to show another side of her. You would be amazed at what an outgoing little person she has become. She talks constantly, about everything she knows, and is very opinionated. I remember being three years old and I was relatively simple, but she is a complex child.