"Please to excuse John's late assignment. His computer was very broken and he was working very hard to repair the problem. It wasn't his fault, I assure you.
Oh-bright too early is grand central bus station in our neighborhood. Not because we necessarily have that many neighborhood school kids, but because the few we have apparently go in all different directions: there's preschool, and elementary school, and early elementary, and middle school, and high school... Don't forget the special needs kids, of which Sean-Peter is one. Oh, and there's also the Catholic school...
Imagine Olivia's excitement when one of the buses finally stops right by our house...Only to learn that it wasn't hers after all.Poor thing.
Of course, her turn finally came. And then it was...
Conner's turn! He did oblige me with a photo.I told him he owed me because I bought him pop tarts.It helped that the bus actually stops right in front of our house this year -- otherwise he would have given me nary a glance and skedaddled off down the street to meet up with his friend at the old bus stop.
As it was, I got a little carried away with the camera. It was all he could to not run onto that thing.
Is officially better! His stool sample even says so. You know, just in case you were wondering.
But really, kids are just amazing. Just a couple of days after coming home from the hospital he was already trying to keep up with his big sister.
Though methinks she will not be his "big" sister for much longer. They already wear the same shoe size, for Pete's sake. Pun intended.
I just couldn't resist this photo. The lighting was so good. But certain readers will be relieved to know that Sean-Peter has gotten a haircut since the photo above was taken...Though he was none too happy about it.
"Are you done YET??"
I didn't blame him. I'm perfectly capable of cutting my kids' hair (usually). But I. am. slow.
Sean-Peter's in afternoon preschool again, four days a week. Same school, same teacher, same bus drivers! I really don't know what to do with this kind of continuity. It's like we're living a stable life or something. In our life, stable is anything over two years. We're about to hit that mark for our time in Ohio. Two down, two to go? That's just crazy.