Wm starts 3rd grade one week from tomorrow!! He has developed some weird pneumonia cough, but is otherwise fine. I am really hoping he doesn't miss the first week of school the way he missed the first week of summer camp! Friday is his last day of camp, but school doesn't start until Wednesday, so I am planning to take off Monday and Tuesday to give him a last hurrah.
Wm, as usual, has been fun to hang around…
Wm: Stop being weird, Cory!
Me: Uhhhh…what?
Wm: The Cory is being weird.
Me: Why are you calling me The Cory?
Steve: He's messing around in the Minecraft rock quarry.
Me: Thank god - that was freaking me out.
Wm: [long pause] Huh?
Wm now insists that no one come upstairs and help with any phase of his shower-taking. (This has led to his wet towel being laid in a giant, damp pile somewhere in his room every time, but it's nice to just be able to say, "go take your shower" and not unpark my butt from the couch.) So, he comes downstairs this evening after showering and putting on his jammies, goes and fixes himself a snack, sits down at the table, looks over at me and and goes, "I like taking care of things myself…it is much more efficient." HA!
Sadly, it appears as though, even though he claims it isn't hurting his belly, the straight drinking of milk is giving him The Toots. He was like a rocket this evening. So, I think he's back on the water! Also, when we were eating dinner tonight, Wm looked at his plate and goes, "was this chicken humanely raised?"
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