Little Russells

Little Russells

Sunday, October 18, 2009

This is not your momma's kindergarten


School pictures are back already. J.R. is sporting the smile he promised (and practiced) he would the day the pictures were taken. I wish someone would have fixed the poor kid's tie, however. He looks cute and more importantly - happy. He likes school so much and is doing a great job. I can't believe how much kindergarten has changed. He has Spanish, health, social studies, science, math, computer, library, art, music, gym, spelling/reading, and religion. WOW - I remember cutting and pasting and nap time when I was in kindergarten. Oh, how things have changed.

Friday, October 16, 2009

Bull Fighter???


Well, I thought Jimmy was going to Mexico to work this week but every time we spoke I heard things like, we just finished playing soccer, we are at dinner, and something I never thought I would hear leave my husband's lips... bull fighting. Looks like Jimmy and company participated in a bull fight as a team building activity. If you can't tell by the baseball cap, he is the last one on the right in the picture - the tall one in yellow. I don't know, I imagined this big bull... this little guy looks like a baby. Jimmy did admit he did more running that fighting. Meanwhile back in the states, it has been a rough week!!! Markie's eardrum ruptured and Matt's are infected. It was also a busy week a work - one that required more than I could give. J.R. went to aftercare Monday - Wednesday. He loves the aftercare program. Thanks to Boppy, I had help with Markie and Matt when they were too sick to go to daycare on Tuesday. A couple days of antibiotics really does wonders. Markie is also on a steroid drop for her ear. She is bouncy off the walls and very moody this week... not sure if that is because of the medicine or a combination of medicine and pain.

J.R. started basketball last night. He loved it and really tried. I got a picture of one of the several instances where the coach had to explain to him that J.R. cannot "man handle" the other players. I think he confused basketball and football... well, he wanted that ball.