Another day, another playground

Sunny afternoon at the playground

Ummm....

...at least he's grasping the concept?  Just trying to put a positive spin on this one...

I got an email from B's kindergarten teacher today.  She wanted to give us warning ahead of time so we wouldn't think she was a terrible teacher.  I guess B's been copying down a lot of words lately, and she wanted to know where he was as far as actually spelling words.  So she asked him to write down some words from out of his head.  In B's defense, he can spell a whole lot of words, but I'm sure it's absolutely true that these were the only words that came to mind:

POOP
FRTE

A note about the second one:  some people spell it FART.  B was logically applying the "magic E" rule to R:  magic E makes the vowel before it say its name.

I laughed until I cried, and did my best to get that out of my system before I had The Talk with B about how the at-home ban on potty words extends to school too.

Z at school

Yeah yeah, I know. Bad blogger. Christmas was busy, and my job has exploded this month. I've got oodles of pictures piled up that I'll try to get edited & posted one of these days. In the meantime, here are some pictures of Z in action at school:

Can you see the band-aid on her forehead in the one above?  She threw herself to the floor in the midst of a hissy fit and hit her head on a door hinge, leaving a large gouge in her forehead.  They called me to come get her, and the pediatrician glued it back together for her.

 
Note the stylin' new specs in this last photo.  We got them a couple of weeks ago, and this time it's going much better than it did when we tried a year and a half ago.  She kept taking them off and breaking them then, making them more of a liability than anything.  This time we got some that are supposed to be unbreakable.  They're also very flexible, so I imagine they're more comfy for her.  She's doing a great job of keeping them on.