Leia is playing soccer for the first year ever, and she sure tries hard and says the funniest things. I'll ask her after a game, "Did you have fun?", and she'll say, "YES! The number one rule in soccer is to have fun!" She's always lecturing like that, to show what she knows.
Sam got to go to a birthday party recently (for a girl), and had a lot of fun. Everyday he plays 500 during recess with a bunch of people (he says it's kind of like football). He's doing a great job with his new duties as a deacon and got to go to the temple for the first time to do baptisms. This is him on a Saturday morning trying to figure out how to solve a Rubix Cube. He can solve it easily now. I'm like, "What the heck!? Those things are solvable?!"
This is a picture of Leia's nightly homework. The school is rigorous and she has to make up a lot for not going to Kindergarten. She's pretty much caught up now after the first month. But it's been math flashcards, a math page, three pages of writing, and reading every night for more than a month!
She just said this poem with her class in front of the school, in case you wanted to see it. I had to watch this three times; once to see Leia, once to see Charles, and once to see Dallas hit Sam with a football in the background. We were busting up when we noticed all that was going on!
If wishes were horses
Beggars would ride:
If turnips were watches
I would wear one by my side.
And if if’s and an’s were pots and pans,
There would be no work for tinkers!
Meanwhile, it's just me and Charlie at home and we play a lot of Go Fish, and Matching. We got a perfect deck of animal/letter cards at the thrift store and it was just what we needed! He's learning his animals, letters and their sounds (though he can be quite stubborn).
Whenever Pat's out of town, all the electronics break. I've decided it's because they know the one who loves them is gone. Trying to survive without Pat, and going through a lot, meant that I ended up buying a lot of fast food and ice-cream. We also went to the dollar store and bought three boxes of chocolate cupcakes to decide which brand we liked best. You know, for science. (I was in full survival mode emotionally.) I decided Little Debbie's are better than Hostess, and Tastycakes have a weird smell. You're welcome.
Then he gets home and teases me about how on his work trip everyone was glad to see him, they invited him to special parties in lounges with food and drinks, thanked him for being there, etc., and then he gets home and can't find a thing to eat and I tell him to make a sandwich on the heel of bread we have left. Life is rough. He's also worried about the Giants making it into the playoffs!