The morning got off to a rocky start. He spilled his bowl of cold cereal all over his Sunday pants and had to got to church all wet.
I'm sure that having his big sister in class to show him the ropes helped to ease his first day jitters.
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I was reading Finley this poem by Shel Silverstein the other day.
Zebra Question
I asked the Zebra,
Are you black with white stripes?
Or white with black stripes?
And the zebra asked me,
Are you good with bad habits?
Or are you bad with good habits?
Are you noisy with quiet times?
Or are you quiet with noisy times?
Are you happy with some sad days?
Or are you sad with some happy day?
Are you neat with some sloppy ways?
Or are you sloppy with some neat ways?
And on and on and on and on
And on and on he went.
I'll never ask a zebra
About stripes
Again.
After I finished reading the poem I said, "I want to be happy with some sad days. What about you?" She said, "I want to be a Zebra."
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So far so good...
this new year has been good to me.
sprinkles cupcakes sent from a friend.
new kicks from nordstroms.
birthday wishes from across the globe.
the company of a great friend.
an attempted birthday celebration, to include a baskin robbins 31 flavors ice cream cake.
gifts, cards, texts (LOVED this one: "Wishing you a Star Wars Birthday May the 4th be with you".-thanx frances!), IMs, phone calls, fb messages, emails, comments, skypes, and loads & loads of hugs and kisses all to let me know i'm loved.
thank you and i love you too!
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Happy Birthday Amy!
I think we're to that point where it isn't cool anymore to say which birthday it is so I'll just leave it at that, Happy Birthday.
I love you.
If Finley could type I'm sure she'd say something like, "I love you, miss you" Since she thinks the 2 must go together like, "Magic word, please" rather than just "Please."
If Tucker could type I'm sure he'd say something like, "Mama, Dadeeeee, Ball."
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