In the car, one tissue, lots of blood, total concentration = tooth number 5.
This is the stage we are in. Pushing the limits. This was the most awesome day in the life of a 7 year old.
Woooowhoooooo
I love Matthews school for many reasons. Its walking distance from the house, the classroom is small. He has violin lessons, art lessons, spanish lessons and bible. The school is wholesome and seems old fashioned. One thing the school still has is the bell. Not an automated beep. But a real, pull the string. bell. And I hear it walking back from dropping off Matt. Its so wonderful.
So a big treat is when your class is on "ding dong duty". You have to sign up, show up early, and help pull the rope as a team. Adorable.
Thank you GCS.... and thank you neighbors who tolerate the sound daily.
I'm happy to report for the fall concert Matt did not have pleated pants on. Forgive me future Matthew... winter caught me off guard... and they were the only black pants I could find.
This concert was great. Matt was able to play three songs. He has been whistling Indian Lament and Can Can everywhere he has been going.
The boys are all told if they make their way up to the front of the stage a dairy queen awaits them afterwards. Matt went front center. There he is seen sharing his stand with the aforementioned lady.
He did let me know that he did not need a stand because he had all the songs memorized.
Apparently Matt is collecting these notes. They go in his pencil box at school. Per his best friend, he is seeing how many he can collect. Hum....
Well, one made it home. I snatched it up quickly. We had to make a necklace for this particular lady.
I asked him what he say's to her after he gets these notes. He replied, "thank you", "i don't want to embarrass her."
It's beginning......
Child labor laws don't apply in this household. I'm proud to report Matthew unpacked and organized the pantry all on his own. Sometimes I'm amazed at how much he can do, I under estimate him. He honestly worked a solid two hours on this project. Never complained. Sang the whole time. Now, I will add in he did this right around bedtime. Therefore this might also qualify as one of his "stall" techniques. Worked out well for me this time. I'm going to leave it as close as possible to this. Oh of course... I did help with the glass vases on the top. He still is 7.
Through a serious of amazing opportunities only to be explained by God opening doors, we are the proud new owners of Camellia Street house. We loved our Cottage, but our little 1200 sq ft home was starting to feel a little cramped. I think it was barely big enough for the dogs. We will miss pod life so much. But we are so happy to have a yard! The weeds are up to my head in the back yard and around this place, so lots of work ahead of us. But we are thrilled. James finally has the space in the garage to tinker, and a yard to create and work in. Matt is thrilled to have a driveway to rollarblade in. I'm excited to have space to actually lay on the ground. And the counters and cabinets in the kitchen are pretty awesome!
Thank you Lord for this blessing, I pray this house is a blessing to all who step in.
Those bags are just the weeds from the yard! But already looking better. More postings later.