Monday, October 19, 2009

All Grown Up

The Rock Star doesn't say "Whole wide wiild," anymore. Nope. Now he says, "Whole wide world." Just like that. Just like everyone else says it. The day he starts saying "bottom" instead of "boggin" is the day I cry buckets.

He loves preschool. And by love, I mean, of course, that he begs me to stay with him every single day but then he frolics in to his classroom like a pro and comes bounding out, two hours later, full of knowledge and stories.

Did you know that A says ahh?
Did you know that if your clothes catch on fire you stop, drop and roll?
Did you know that if a stranger tells you he has candy you yell? If he says, "Come look at my puppy," he doesn't really have a puppy!
Did you know that the days of the week are Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, SATURDAY!"
Did you know that I can sit criss cross applesauce?
Did you know that a little boy had to sit in time out but it wasn't me 'cause I listened?

I smile. And I sigh. Three years, two months, twenty nine days. Like the blink of a fast blinkin' eye.


  1. HAHA, he doesn't really have a puppy! That's great. And I'm glad Garrett listened and didn't get put in timeout.

  2. Love it!

    P.S. I believe that when I was in preschool we called it sitting "Indian Style", but I guess that's not the case nowadays.