The Basketball Story by S4
I was at preschool and I made a hoop in a big hoop. And then everybody runned up to me and wanted me to make another hoop in the other hoop. But I didn't make any.
School this year...
I made another hoop in kindergarten. And I was really e-s-sited. And then nobody wanted me to make a hoop for them. All of this was at gym class.
I like pretty much nothing at school but gym and recess.
S4 has been having a hard time adjusting to school this year. This all day every day thing is getting a very tiring for him. When you think he has had Moma to himself for three years now it makes sense he would be struggling to adjust.
He has a great teacher who seems to think a lot of our little guy. It's odd to have a teacher who hasn't been introduced to our boys before. We are sorta rememberable.
Oh as S4 would say, "You can't first-a-get us."
When S4 gets out of school, he does NOT quit talking. At. All. I know who got in trouble and who didn't and who said what and what page he did and if Mrs. J was happy or if she had to be a mean teacher face to someone.
I sometimes wonder what he tells everyone at school about US since he seems so willing to spill his guts on all the school goings on.
And he still the comedian he always has been.
When he got out of school Friday last week we weren't pulled out of the parking lot when he declared loudly, "I kept allllll my farts in me today! I would feel one coming and I would just squeeze it back in. Not one fart all day. It was NOT relaxing."
Yup, school sure is hard on the boy.
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