I woke up this morning and croaked out a pitiful happy birthday song to Milo. I have a cold and maybe laryngitis. We were on the road today from violin to homeschool group meeting to Walmart, and in between I took the kids to McDonald’s. Milo asked if, since it was his birthday, he could get a Happy Meal. I said yes. But, he was so disappointed when he got a boy Madame Alexander doll as his prize. “They gave me a GIRL toy,” he said. McDonald’s, you let my boy down on his birthday. Where were the Matchbox cars when we needed them?
Milo has started tipping his chair back at the table when he’s eating. If I’m at the stove I’ll hear the familiar sound of the chair bumping back and I’ll say, “Put that chair on the floor!” He asked me how I knew he was doing that and I told him it was because I had eyes in the back of my head.
Today in the car he asked, “Does daddy have eyes in the back of his head too?”
If he does those are the eyes he uses to find Ketchup in the refrigerator or keys on the bar.
Tess’s vocabulary is really coming along, but one thing she has started doing is really confusing us. She makes a ckkk sound at the end of her sentences. Sometimes the sentences are entirely incomprehensible, but yet we know that she is trying to communicate something to us. However, the ckkkkk noise she makes at the back of her throat is a mystery we may never understand.
We had school outside one day this week. It was nice. I thought it would keep Tess occupied, but she still managed to snatch our pencils and run off with them.
At the homeschool meeting today some ladies who read my blog commented that they have a hard time believing all the tales I tell about Tess. And then, as I was talking to them about something, I glanced beside me and she was writing on the walls of a CHURCH classroom with a SHARPIE she had pulled out of my purse. Living proof, I tell you. You only have to be around her for a few minutes to know that I speak the truth.
