On my list of things to do for the past two days was to make a list of all my Christmas shopping left to do (most of it), a list of the vacations planned for next year (five of them) and figure out when kindergarten starts for Spencer (I KNOW) and what I need to do for that and his summer VPK. I started thinking about it because we plan on going to Colorado over the summer to visit family, but we have to time it between VPK ending and kindergarten starting. Yikes! I haven’t made any of these lists, but I did follow up with family in the school system to find out more about kindergarten and TODAY I made a list of the people still needed to buy for which isn’t as daunting as I thought it would be. Well, and then I realized I forgot my siblings.
We were supposed to go to Ceviche tonight with good friends, but they had to reschedule so TOMORROW is Ceviche. Which might be even better because I can roll into bed afterward and not wake up to an alarm the next day. Did I tell you that Wednesday we forgot to set the alarm and I thought it was Saturday when I woke up to children instead of beeping?
This was our gingerbread house, advent activity for Wednesday:
It came out well, except that Henry flipped out when he wasn’t immediately allowed to eat all the candies, and then when he came back to the table he was “slyly” sticking his fingers in the icing and licking them WHICH WAS FINE UNTIL HE KNOCKED OVER THE WHOLE HOUSE. My icing-eating Godzilla, that one. We were able to salvage it, but in the freaking out about it he starting crying and put himself in timeout. Obviously he knew he did wrong.
And speaking of which, Spencer has ALWAYS been good about saying sorry. Henry obviously feels remorse and CAN say sorry, but he refuses to say it even if it means more time in time out. I can’t figure that kid out! How hard is it to apologize?
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