PB went to his first day of kindergarten today. When I took him in to do his kindergarten assessment,  he was determined to be the best in kindergarten and is very excited. He tries so hard, I think he just might be the best. Other and I have just called him “smart”, but he is smart for a reason. Last night he spent a half hour trying to learn how to tie a shoe in one sitting, and wouldn’t quit until he felt he could do it. He didn’t really get it (I don’t think it’s something you can learn in just one sitting when you are only 5), but he tried so hard until he felt like he could do it. I’ve learned teaching that kid that he will get frustrated, be loud and cry, but he doesn’t want to stop. He wants to keep trying until he knows he can do it.

C arranged a bunch of letters in a line and told me it was a coconut tree. (If you don’t understand that you don’t read enough children’s literature.) We keep finding random caches of stuff like a few Legos, game pieces, balls and actions figures in a Halloween pumpkin–it’s little C. He loves to take all the pillows (in the living room there are nine) and pile them all up someone. He likes being comfy.

Baby H has started to talk. And he says crazy things like “outside” and “applesauce.” His only consistent words are yes, mama and dada, but he has a bunch of others he will say if you listen. My favorite is “love you.” He also claps his hands when he is happy and waves goodbye.