So, Definitely not boring

Luke to his Dad

"My hair was my homework today "

"I cut my hair for my homework."

No, that is not true. He had to use scissors for his homework which he normally does, but was extra picky and sluggish yesterday and next thing I knew their were little tufts of hair on the ground.



And when the size three wasn't short enough thats when i was sad. But he is super self-conscience about it and it will grow back. He was worried his friends would laugh at him today, but we told him not to worry cause he is cool.



" 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 , 8, 9, 10, 11. Luke, there are 11 guns on this picture. You know I don't like guns."

"Yes, thats why I'm trying to get you to like them"

"I want pictures of birds and puppies and flowers. Please"

Worth a try right? Looking back, if I'm being very reflective, I could have probably slowed down his love of violence and fighting and weaponry. But that would me inspecting all his friend's houses, Medieval times, giving my family stricter present requirements, limiting books and tv and movie and even some scripture stories (of course he loves David and Goliath, and don't forget about Ammon). But I think it would have been worth a try. Maybe avoided the inevitable? Because now I have 11 guns on a ship pictures in kindergarten. Don't get me wrong, I think this is all 'normal' and boy. Shoulda woulda coulda...I'm sure I'll have plenty of re-do wishes.



I love school. Don't you remember doing stuff like this? Kuddos to them for being so current. Do you think President Obama would dig his hair?



How wierd for those girls that my kid is coloring pictures of them.



I asked Luke if he knew what African American meant. He didn't. I just left it at that. I love the colorless and simpleness of this age. He never brings up that his friends speak two languages either. There will be plenty of time for explanations of everyone's differences, but all he see are boys he wants to play with or girls he wants to scare and chase.



Ahhhh...I avoided this all day.

Because my kids can clean with great supervision. I can't just tell them to clean their room and walk away.

Like "Now put the princess shoes in the box. Hand me the books and I'll put them in the library." Ahhhh... but it finally got done and no one is allowed to play with toys ever again.



Here is Funny #1 and Funny #2.

#1 found Luke's old 2T suits in the closet. (don't worry Courtney, I've saving them for CJ) She thought this was so funny, and I did too.



Yes, the one on the left is a girl, even if she doesn't look like it there.



This was the original picture. But my order is botched. Princess shirt and a suit. Nobody said they weren't amusing.

If you add all of yesterday, with the fact that I forgot to pick up Luke at school on Tuesday (it was an early day and forgot because of the holiday) and then stabbed myself with a fork when I was madly preparing potatoes to bake, it has been a strange week. thats what you get for gushing about motheringhood and all. For real.