Hey Guys,
The title of my post is in reference to my youngest, David who is 4 years old. He is such a sweet and loving child. He loves his brother’s and sister. And is CRAZY about his daddy.
Two nights ago, I was getting some cleaning done upstairs. Eric and David were downstairs watching television. They were setting on the sofa together. If you know David, he likes to be touching you when he sits by you. He was playing away on his Gameboy game.
Eric decided to aske him if he had a ‘poopy’ underwear. Without skipping a beat David said “No, do you?” All the while still playing his Gameboy game and not missing a beat of the conversation. Eric ran upstain in a crazy laugh. He was so serious with his Question to Dad. It was like he was thinking ‘No, why are you asking me that anyway.” You might have had to be there to actually ‘get’ it. I knowing him like I do just starting out laughing.
David’s new thing is to give ‘Eye’ Kisses. You close your eyes and he will kiss the lids. He loves to give Eye kisses and will even ask you if you will like an Eye kiss if he hasn’t given one to you in the last twenty minutes. He loves to sit in Eric and I’s Lap. And he will snuggle right into us.
He LOVES to be read to. He also loves to color, draw and ‘write’. He is Eric’s little buddy and my Pumpkin boy. I am really going to miss him when next school year rolls around and he goes off to Kindergarten.
Aimee and Zachary know who there teacher’s are going to be for this coming year. Aimee has one of the hardest if not THE hardest teachers of 5th grade. Zachary’s teacher I really don’t know too much about. Zachary is our ‘wild child’ so I always grint my teeth until he gets home. He got in trouble quite a bit last year. At the end of the year he hadn’t got into trouble at all for 2 and a half straight months. Hopefully, Keeping my finger’s crossed he will not get into trouble this year.
With school starting I have a question for all of you…
What is your favorite school time memory?
As for me my favorite memory was when I was old enough and driving I would drive myself and my sister to school. I can remember watching my sister go into her classroom. I would move from where I was standing until I knew she made it in her class saftely And then at the end of the day, waiting for her to run up to the car and get in and start talking. I just love her to pieces and still do. For those of you that don’t know, My sister is 8 years younger than me. I love having a sister and God blessed me with the Best of the best.
I hope you all have a wonderful Tuesday.
5 responses so far ↓
Lois Grebowski // July 23, 2008 at 1:24 pm |
Mine was getting the new supplies each year… and a new box of 64 crayolas… Then I had to “colorize” the crayons.
The smell of “dittos” (y’all may be too young for this memory)…
Mom // July 23, 2008 at 4:04 pm |
I love hearing about my beautiful Grandchildren. Our Little
David is just a joy to everyone. It is hard to emagine that
so much joy could come from such a little guy. I love talking
with him on the phone. I can’t believe how grown up Daniel,
Zachary & Aimee are getting. My Girls (Suprina & Shawna)
are 8 years apart & their daughters (Aimee & Dayona) are
8 years apart. When I see Aimee & Dayona it is just like having my little Suprina & Shawna again. My Grandchildren
bring us so much joy I am just so thankful for them.
Love, Mom
Judy // July 23, 2008 at 4:21 pm |
David sounds like a real sweetie pie. Savor those moments, Saprina.
It’s probably sad in the eyes of some, but my favorite memory was walking across the stage and receiving my diploma. I did not love school.
Graduation was some what special, because my grad class was the last from the school I attended to hold our ceremony in Constitution Hall in Washington DC and Baccalaureate service in the National Cathedral. We were the last class to go all four years in the original high school building.
I was a bit of a wild child in my stomping days, and as I walked across the stage to receive my diploma, I made a slight detour from the designated path and walked over to the box seat where my government teacher was seated and planted a big kiss on him. He and I had been at great odds through the year, and he was decent enough not to let that affect my grade. We never saw government eye to eye, and he had the power to keep me from graduating. To this day he is my all-time favorite teacher, because he allowed me to think and not conform to someone else’s ideas. That’s rare.
Lois, I remember the smell of “dittos”. I worked in a printing room during one of my free periods during my senior year…We used “duplicating machine” technology back then…you must be really old! LOL.
Judy // July 23, 2008 at 5:12 pm |
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Shawna // July 24, 2008 at 1:28 pm |
Not sure if I’m deserving of “best of the best”, but I’ll take it! David is getting to be big, huh. I bet he really surprised daddy when he came back with asking him if he was poopy too! SO smart for such a little guy. I agree with Judy. School was just ok for me. Didn’t really enjoy it. I thought college was a lot better. Gotta go baby is up !