My Pre-K Graduation
Is it a bad sign when your teachers are happy to see you graduate? After 2 years at the Holy Spirit pre-k school, I think at least one of my teachers was happy to see me go. This was after a few rough months of me being bored and me being the class clown.
My class put on a program for graduation. We were little birds. Aren't birds supposed to be quiet? Watch out Kindergarten....here I come!!!
It all started back in March. When Mom got better after the infection, Dad says she got the "itch" to start house hunting. This of course was before they were ready to put our house up for sale.
So they drug me to a lot of houses and after one failed attempt (a nice house with not enough storage) they found what they were looking for. Only problem was the location. Not exactly in the area they were looking, but close.
After a lot of talking they decided it would be a good place for us and for me to go to school. It's a small community of about 1,300 right outside of Evansville. The house has a huge yard and is on rock road out in the country. But there are several houses on our street - all families with young kids. So I will have plenty of people to get in trouble with.
It is about a 15 minute drive to work for Dad and about 30 minutes for Mom. It is your basic ranch with 3 bedrooms and 2.5 bathrooms on the first floor. There is a full basement with a full bathroom that we will finish out. There is a window (for fire escape) and that can be made into a 4th bedroom. We'll also make another family room down there.
But it has the top 4 things Mom insisted on - 2 bathrooms, laundry room upstairs, dishwasher and attached garage! Plus a large dettached garage.
We decided to paint and re-do a lot of the flooring before we move in, so most of our weekends and weeknights have been spent working on the new house and praying our old house sells quickly!
My cousins Madyson & Jordan came to visit over spring break with Grandma Anita.
One of the cool things we did was visit the Children's Museum. 
We made our own bar of soap and put a little dinosaur inside it.
Easter weekend was spent working on our house. Dad, Uncle Dude and Mom spent all day Saturday cleaning, painting and putting up crown molding. This meant I had free reign of the place. I probably watched more TV that day than I did all last year!
Easter morning I got a new Bionicle and some alphabet cards. We went to church and then headed to Mama Terry's & Papa Kelly's for lunch. I refused to eat the ribs and went home hungry, but could have cared less. There was too much going on with Uncle Dude and Laban for me to notice.
I got a cool new Star Wars book from Mama & Papa that I haven't put down yet and some delicious candy and an egg that sings from Aunt Lynn & Uncle Steve. (Mom and Dad thank you for the singing egg by the way!).
He helped Nate shovel the drive last night and then this morning played mostly in the layer of ice outside.
And this is why Ethan and Parker do not always get along.
Last week Ethan decided to take a poster off the wall at school to see if the Blue Sticky Tack would hold his head to the wall. Of course, that wasn't the story we got when he came home that afternoon. His teacher could hardy tell us the full story without laughing. In her 30 years of teaching she had never had a child try this experiment. 
Guess what? It didn't work quite as he had hoped. So we were left to cut his hair. Now he's sporting a buzz cut in the middle of winter - just like his dad!
It's no surprise that Ethan is quite the talker. You never know what he is going to say (or if it is true). Lately his mouth seems to have caught up with his brain, as he will say whatever he thinks outloud.
Today on the way home I was asking him about his school day and he randomly said:
"I told my teacher today on the playground that when I die she won't be the boss of me. God will."
He came home with a stamp, which means he wasn't in time-out today, so I'm hoping they laughed!
