I tried to grow a mustache earlier this summer. Thankfully there are no pictures of it because L puts me to shame.
Possible captions: “I are cute” or “my daughter is a hipster”.
There are 4,224 pages in the Harry Potter series. This is relevant because we just finished reading “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows” this afternoon. K was more into the books than L was, but that was okay, because parts are too scary for her. We’ve been reading the series for more than a year, so now we’re at a bit of a loose end as to what to read now. I want to read him “The Hobbit”, but I think we might want to take a break from fantasy for now. “James and the Giant Peach” is on the list (although I can’t seem to find our copy at the moment). “My Side of the Mountain”, “Julie of the Wolves”, and “Island of the Blue Dolphin” are also potentials. We’ve already read the Narnia series, “The Jungle Book”, “Stuart Little” and “The Wizard of Oz”, so they’re all out. So, what was your favorite book as a child? Leave us suggestions in the comments.
K and his class learned a couple of cute dances and performed them on the last day of school. This sure beats the May Pole dance that I had to learn in 1st grade. (He’s way better than I ever was, too.) We were paired up for the May Day dances according to height, and I didn’t realize how short I was until I got paired with the shortest girl in class. Oh, the embarrassment.
(K is the one in the tie-dye shirt, if you couldn’t already tell from the Enrico Suave dance moves.)