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Crazy, busy, fast week with three playdates, three Halloween parties and lots of candy!

 

 

Camo Carter lounging in his pajamas with full head gear.

 

This week he was showing me a trick his bus driver taught him on our steamy shower door.  He made a baby foot print using the side of his hand, but he only put three toes on the foot.  I was a little confused and I asked him "Why does your baby only have three toes?"  He replied "Because that's all they start off with, Mom!"  And then he ran away laughing. 

 

Taking our sidewalk chalk inspiration from Van Gogh's The Scream.

 

Totally by accident by the way.

 

Carter got his first report card this week, Straight M's!  (A good thing by the way, it stands for mastered.)  His teacher also wrote that he is a hard worker and determined to do his best.  Glad to hear it!

 

 

 

Dawson's favorite spot in the house, with a tray of broccoli and computer access.

 

Dawson picked this up at Giant Eagle and said "I want this for lunch."  Ok, buddy I'll work on it.

 

 

 

One beautiful afternoon we took a walk around the neighborhood and found three rollers sitting on a side street.  This was the highlight of the day!

 

Luckily Ava has recovered from her little cold at the beginning of the week.  She was coughing pretty hard on Monday so I kept her home even though it broke her heart to miss school.  Ava, the complete opposite of her older brother, cannot get enough of school.  She was crying "please Mommy (cough hack), I just really want to (cough cough) go to school."  That's a first!

 

 

 

 

 

Dawson had his first play date.  Sure he has been on plenty of them, but this was the first one with two little boy playmates just his age!  It was at a play land and he had a ball.  He can running out with a big egg on his head.  I asked him "What happened to your head?"  His response, "nothing Mom.  I keep playing."  You can vaguely see the bruise on his forehead to the right.  He was having such a good time he didn't even care about a big bump to the head!

 

My poor little Ava is back to nightmares.  Last night she was up for almost three hours laying in my bed.  She just wanted to chat though "Mom, can we go to a park tomorrow?  Do you hear the rain?  I though I heard a ding dong at the door."  No Ava.  New rule, no talking at night unless it's an emergency.  I think it was a combination of Halloween sugar and scary images that they see everywhere this time of the year.  Hopefully tonight will be better, I'm looking forward to a decent night sleep!