While year one of a baby's life is full of firsts, there are some pretty significant firsts in a kindergartener's life, too. This week Jake experienced two of them.
Tuesday his class had its first field trip. They went to the farm at A&T. Apparently Jake was simply astonished at what he learned (that's sarcasm, FYI)...When I asked him how the trip went, he said, "It was cold and I was hungry."
That's my boy. See cows, think food.
Last night Jake had his first sleepover at a friend's house. He had a much better time with Carter than he did on the farm. They stayed up late (you know, 9:30 or so), but still got up earlier than Jake would normally (5:45 this morning! Thank goodness they weren't here!). He had pizza for dinner and...chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast. I told Carter's parents that they've ruined Sunday morning pancakes forever now. My pancakes will never compare to the chocolate chip ones Carter has.
When Jake came home just before lunch today, Annie was ecstatic. She's been following him around ever since he got home, "talking" to him and trying to play with him. It just hit me why she's so happy to see him, other than missing him like Ike and I did: last night was her first night away from Jake. Except for when she was a newborn, anytime the grandparents have kept Jake, they've also kept Annie. So she's used to being away from Mommy and Daddy for a night or two. But to be without Jake? Apparently it was unbearable...
One more thing, then I'm putting both kids down for much-needed naps. Today while I was bending down to pick up Annie, I accidentally hit Jake on the top of his head. I hugged him and apologized, and he said, "It's okay. But next time can you just aim for my forehead instead?"
As if I was aiming for him. Poor kid, this is what he will remember: Carter gets chocolate chip pancakes, I get hit on the head...
Tuesday his class had its first field trip. They went to the farm at A&T. Apparently Jake was simply astonished at what he learned (that's sarcasm, FYI)...When I asked him how the trip went, he said, "It was cold and I was hungry."
That's my boy. See cows, think food.
Last night Jake had his first sleepover at a friend's house. He had a much better time with Carter than he did on the farm. They stayed up late (you know, 9:30 or so), but still got up earlier than Jake would normally (5:45 this morning! Thank goodness they weren't here!). He had pizza for dinner and...chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast. I told Carter's parents that they've ruined Sunday morning pancakes forever now. My pancakes will never compare to the chocolate chip ones Carter has.
When Jake came home just before lunch today, Annie was ecstatic. She's been following him around ever since he got home, "talking" to him and trying to play with him. It just hit me why she's so happy to see him, other than missing him like Ike and I did: last night was her first night away from Jake. Except for when she was a newborn, anytime the grandparents have kept Jake, they've also kept Annie. So she's used to being away from Mommy and Daddy for a night or two. But to be without Jake? Apparently it was unbearable...
One more thing, then I'm putting both kids down for much-needed naps. Today while I was bending down to pick up Annie, I accidentally hit Jake on the top of his head. I hugged him and apologized, and he said, "It's okay. But next time can you just aim for my forehead instead?"
As if I was aiming for him. Poor kid, this is what he will remember: Carter gets chocolate chip pancakes, I get hit on the head...
2 Comments:
Wow, what an exciting weekend! My kids are still like that about being apart though. Isn't it sweet that they love each other like that? I guess its just amazing to me because I'm an only child so I really don't get the whole sibling connection.
Oh, and I wanna meet Carter's mom. I want some yummy chocolate chip pancakes! ;-)
What? You have never made your kids chocolate chip pancakes? What is wrong with you? You need to get with the program! LOL
That is so neat that he had a sleep over!
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