Mama, I think that chicken might beak me.
–Riley, at the corn maze where there were chickens
I’m your kid, and Asher’s your kid, and Riley’s your kid, and Emmett’s your kid–and Mommy’s your adult.
–Tessa, to Daddy
Yup, there it is. Kindergarten.
–Emmett, when turning down the street to his new school
Tessa, did you have a good day at school?
Yes, but I maybe didn’t listen too well.
–Tessa
School started, and Emmett is officially a kindergartener! He’s learning so much, but his favorite thing is the playground. And getting to ride the bus down the street for PE. He’s adjusting to the schedule and to the responsibilities. But he’s getting it. He even got the High-Five award for extraordinary listening just one week into the school year. He loves his uniform, too. It’s not much. Just a t-shirt or polo with the school insignia. But it makes him feel official. Yay!
Riley and Tessa are doing great too. Riley read his favorite Berenstain Bear book to his class, and he was the only one who could weave a potholder. The teacher marveled at his patience. And Tessa is–well–Tessa. Completely unapologetic in her unwavering self-esteem and knowledge that she possess all of the answers all of the time. We could all learn a thing or two from her.
We found a park that we go to regularly. It took a bit, but we finally found a place that’s big, not too crowded, and has a nature trail. We love to climb the tree there, bash the bushes with sticks, or slide down the super-tall slide. Baby Asher likes to crawl in the grass. Mom and Dad like that its big enough to keep him out of the wood chips. And Riley likes to ride his bike on the trails there. He’s really good at it.
We are all recovering from colds. Tessa, Mommy, and Asher were harder hit then the other boys. Asher even needed some respiratory treatments. But he’s doing great now. Good thing we’ve got the perfect care-giver in Daddy. Medical know-how and a loving touch. What a combination.
We are looking forward to school field trips (to the cider mill and local farm), Riley’s birthday, and Halloween. Grandma Cheryl is even visiting for Riley’s birthday. We love to play with her. (And she always brings special cookies and toys! You can’t beat that.)
With love,
The Pigs
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