Chuck D & Mr. T

This morning Charlie told me “you look like dough. We’re going to bake you.” I don’t really know what he means, but I can tell it is not flattering.

Charlie’s camp teacher told me today that he told her that his mommy had “magic milk” and then pointed somewhere on his chest. Oh my.

Teddy very helpfully keeps bringing me my crutches, which he can barely carry, and says “Crutches!!”

Teddy continues to want to look under my shirt at my tummy–it is so sweet. Charlie put his ear to my tummy and said “I hear them running in there. Pushing and throwing. They need sticks to play lacrosse in there.” I’m really glad they don’t have sticks.

I can’t believe Charlie just had his last day of his first year of school. I keep crying when I think about it. His friends and teachers are all so wonderful. Luckily he will see them next year. When we were talking about it being the last day of school and how this summer he would be at camp as a Red Lobster and next year at school as a Sunshiner, he said ” I want to be a Bunny still.” I cry typing it…

Charlie is also taking swimming lessons with Griffin. I can’t believe he is in a pool by himself…

Teddy sings all the time now–he really likes Rock A Bye Baby. He also wants me to read the Classic Nursery Rhyme book about 5 times every day.

I pointed out this morning that a boy I the book we were reading had nice table manners. Charlie said “I don’t have nice table manners,” to which I replied “Yes you do,” to which he replied, “No I don’t. Teddy took them.”