>Sitting at hockey waiting for all the open skating people to get out of the way so we could watch the Zamboni and this kid walks by and Avery says to me as he is pointing…’He’s a fat kid.’ Now I don’t understand him at first so of course I ask him to repeat it and this time he says it louder. Luckily I don’t think that anyone else would have understood what he said but OMG I can’t believe that my kid said that. Blake has never said anything of the sort and we don’t say those things in front of them for that reason. Guess he got it from somewhere.
This comment comes after his answer to the question “what do you do when you break something that belongs to someone else?”…’vacuum it up!’ She said he said it with much conviction too. I know exactly where that thought came from as he has watched us vacuum up glass things when we break them but I don’t think that is what they were looking for!
I pity the teachers…
>Thursday we had the day off from daycare due to some appointments we had. The boys had a dentist appt first and they both got an A+ on their teeth. Neither of them liked what they were doing to clean their teeth and were crying…I can sympathize but I keep telling them that it is much worse if they don’t get them checked out and end up with a cavity. Blake’s teeth are getting close to being wiggly so we will probably be missing some teeth before long. After the appt they got to go play at their old daycare’s house while mommy had an appt for herself.
Avery had his preschool screening on Friday. He did really well. I took him and left dad at home with one daycare kid and Blake. I took the 6 month old daycare kid with me however that made it so I was unable to take Avery back to do the screening. It worked out though and he probably did better that way since he couldn’t cling to me. He completed all the tasks and the only concern they had was with his speech. He has a hard time saying some of his letters (the harder ones s, l, r, sh, etc). As of now he is completely on track for school in 2.5 years.
Yesterday Blake had another game for hockey. He did really well. Him and his friend, Ryan, who is on his team, make a great team! They scored a few goals with a few of them being passes from one to the other. At one point I heard Blake yell ‘Ryan, over here!’ They have made friends for life!
Avery is in his second session of skating lessons. He is doing really well. We are talking about signing him up for hockey next year as we will be at the arena anyway. We will see…depends on how much of an attention span he has at that point but I have a feeling for hockey it will be long!
Today we are headed back to the arena for another hockey practice and then to grandma’s for supper. I made some little shamrock cookies for the hockey team after practice so hopefully they enjoy those. I will try to post some pictures this week…I haven’t uploaded any for a while!
>Hard to believe that it is already the middle of February. We don’t have any real exciting plans for Valentine’s Day but we will be at the hockey rink at 7 am! After skating we will be heading to Belview to visit Great Grandma Mary. We haven’t been there since two summer’s ago. Hopefully this time Avery won’t make any comments about grandma’s house smelling bad.
>So for the second time this hockey season we have lost Avery at the arena. Both times he has managed to make his way out the door and into the parking lot. Yesterday Mike had gone to get Blake undressed after practice and Avery had to go potty so I took him before going to the truck. We got done in the bathroom and Avery wanted a drink out of the fountain but since I was carrying a helmet, skates, a blanket and my purse I couldn’t lift him to get it. Then he was mad at me and wouldn’t come out the door to leave. So I walked out to the lobby to hand Mike the stuff I had in my hands and go back and pick him up and he is nowhere to be found. I looked in the bathrooms, down in the bleachers, asked a couple people and then turned around to see Mike holding him.
When I got to them he was sobbing uncontrollably. He had somehow made his way out the door (right past both of us) and couldn’t find us. Some other parent brought him back in and found us…she had recognized the panic on our faces! I am hoping that he never does that again…he was pretty scared. I HATE that panic feeling when I can’t find the kids.