February 12--Giving It Her Best Shot--My niece's basketball team played my town's girls today. The game was held down the street at the Y, which was super convenient for us. Despite a slow start, my niece's team ran away with it and triumphed 38-16. We only stayed for the first half, but it was fun to go and root for her and her friends.
February 13--Spreading the Love--Here are my three little Valentines, each holding one of the Valentines we made with love for their friends, courtesy of Pinterest.
February 14--Little Sack of Sugar--Today was the Winter Concert at the kids' school. The kindergarteners sang three songs--"Little Sack of Sugar", "Way Down Yonder in the Paw Paw Patch" and "Won't You Be My Valentine?", while the third graders sang a "Skip to My Lou" medley and a song about colors and rainbows. It was very cute and one of the days you live for as a parent.
February 15--They Come in Threes--Our budding author met her third present-day author in person today. Trust met Jarrett Krosoczka, author of the Lunch Lady books, when he visited her school. His books are more like graphic novels, where he is both the author and the illustrator. Rather than email him first, she brought her questions with her and taped the interview. These interviews have gone so well that if the author career doesn't pan out, she can always fall back on her interview skills.
February 16--In Honor of Gerald McBoing Boing--This photo exemplifies quite well why I love the kids' school. It's Dr. Seuss night and not only did many of the teachers participate, they really took their roles seriously. The book that was being read was "Gerald McBoing Boing", we can see both Earnest's teacher sharing the "Boing" sign with us while Trust's teacher doing some actual boinging.
February 17--Read Me a Story, Please--It is very helpful to have another reader in the house, especially around bedtime.
February 18--Sticks and Stones--Today Earnest had a playdate with one of his best friends in his class. We went to another elementary school to play on the playground there for a change of pace. What is it about small boys, rocks and sticks that always conspires to match them up?