This is what Ian decided to wear to school today:
Also, there is a hole in the seat of his pants, because he refused to change them once this fact was discovered.
If you happen to be wondering how my “Hold The Line” project is going, last week’s results were good, although not as dramatic as the previous week. I lost 1/4 inch off both waist and hips. It was a really rainy week though, so despite my best intentions I logged 0 miles for the week.
And the reunion is beautiful.
Ian: Mommy, when it’s snowy, can we build a snowman?
Me: Yes. But it’s not snowy now and they aren’t predicting any snow today.
Ian: Well, I am.
This might be the latest in the day Ian’s ever found the Elf.
We’re planning to do some crafts with friends tomorrow, so Ian and I are doing a dry run to make sure it all works. I am amazed at how good his fine motor skills have gotten. He successfully assembled quite small pieces and handled a glue dot runner quite deftly. He wouldn’t let me take pix if his project in progress. He held his hands in front and shouted, “NOT UNTIL I’M FINISHED!”
Me: Ian, it’s not all about the presents. If you’re naughty Santa will be disappointed. YOU WOULDN’T WANT TO MAKE SANTA CRY.
Ian: Does Santa shout at his reindeer?
Me: I don’t know, sweetie, but if they wander around naked when they should be putting on their jammies, they might drive him to it.
Ian: Mommy, reindeer don’t use jammies.
Keeghan has grasped the meaning of the season. Or, anyway, he thinks he has.
