Second grade has been great so far. Buddy started with solid self esteem, knowing his strengths: active, funny, and handsome.
It's been a semester filled with new friends, awesome teachers,
and big responsibilities like leading the morning meeting for all the elementary classes.
It's been a year of crushes...
which Mom DOES NOT LIKE. She wants to be #1 for as long as possible.
He still loves dinosaurs and sports with Dad.
He still cracks us up with his command of the English language:
- Can you turn this paper towel wet?
- It doesn't care. (It doesn't matter.)
- It's giving me the bothers.
- Did you find something cositive (positive) in the experiement?
- That's contagious (disgusting)!
- I'm blessed (lucky).
- I like pal-a-heenyos now (jalepenos).
He's pretty confident with his opinions these days. Like, when asked if he needs a snack, he snaps "I'm feeling like an Oreo".
And new this year is a passion for writing. He has a talent for descriptive, suspenseful monster stories...
with complex protagonists who are "jumpy, scratchy, and snapy".
Thankfully, even big second graders still need a strong nighttime Jelly Cat posse.
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