Ellis is into playing Santa. He rides around on his Tonka truck (aka Sleigh) delivering cardboard bricks (aka presents) to good little mommies and daddies. Then he carefully arranges them underneath the tree. Dress rehearsal?
Ellis was under the weather over the weekend, with a troublesome sore throat. (but it's not strep, yay!) So he stayed in bed all day, with books and plenty of cartoons on the iPhone to keep him company. I don't think he suffered too terribly.
Went to the gym this morning and took advantage of some childcare. It was a slow grind. Barely made 3 miles. I may or may not do another 5K a week from Saturday. Will pay attention to the weather forecast, 'cause I'm not going to run in cold, wet, rainy.
But the highlight of our VBS experience this year was Ellis had his first personal ASL interpreter that the church hired for him. It was like night and day for him. He was excited, engaged.
FIVE!! Five, five, five. I have a five-year-old. A handful. A veritable kid!! with a long, lean body, the baby fat has gone from his fingers and toes, his shoulders feel firm, strong, muscular.
And what a birthday! Of course, one's fifth birthday must be epic.
We all have them. The ornaments we made in school when we were little kids. I think mine was made of pipe cleaners and beads; it was supposed to be a wreath.
Ellis came home with probably the best school ornament ever. The ILY glove--a little handing signing "i love you." Yes, it is proudly displayed on my tree!
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