George....

Before we left to take Rhys to karate tonite, George and Kjersten were playing school. Kjersten was pretending to be one of her teachers. Not to be left out, Brennen told Kjersten he was going to be Theresa (one of his teachers) and that's what he proceeded to pretend. Oh, to be three...

On the way home from karate, we drove by a highschool football practice. Brennen told me that he cannot wait to be old enough to play. He wants to "go in for a landing" (catch the ball?) and he wants to "tip those guys" (tackle them). Love it!

After the football conversation, Brennen read to his "class" the rest of the way home. He played all parts: teacher reading book, student interrupting teacher, teacher gently explaining that he is reading the book and will be glad to talk after he's done reading...

Today, George invited one of his favorite teachers over to play Nemo on the Play Station. She loves him so- she just might come!

He actually went to co-op in his PJs. He did not want to get dressed when I had time to help him. I warned him that should he not dress at home, he would go in his PJs and dress there. No playing until he was dressed to his shoes. He happily got into the van in PJs and socks, jabbered all the way there, dressed in his room, then went to play. It's hard to be angry with a kiddo who cheerfully accepts consequences. He's too happy for his own good!