I was getting the boys ready one morning and Julius was all over George, as per usual, when he happened to sneeze.
George: “Argh! Waaaaahhhaa!”
Me: “What!? What’s wrong?”
George: “Julius blessed me!!”
He did probably get some baby snot on him, because Julius is always either on top of George or right next to him, but George’s panicky reaction was pretty funny. He obviously does not get the concept of a blessing yet!
I enrolled George in Science Camp at the Science Museum of Minnesota. He’s only three so he was one of the youngest ones there, but he had a blast and it made me really excited for him to go to preschool this fall. He loves other children and most kids (and adults) seem to really enjoy his character. It’s hard to define him, but he’s very wary, intelligent, joyful but thoughtful. He gets excited easily, and can be emotional, but some of that may be his age. He’s very genuinely interested in other kids – he wants to play with everyone. I also think he “brushes it off” well when other kids don’t share or take toys away from him.
First day of camp – he was a little nervous I think!
He had many questions about dinosaurs
I’m a little disappointed in the number of girls registered for Science Camp. There was like 1 – maybe 2 girls and the rest were all boys. Is it any wonder there are fewer women in medical, science and technology fields? We don’t send our girls to science camps, we send them to ballet camps on the rare chance they move to Paris and become a ballerina.
Listening to his teacher
George’s teacher seemed to really enjoy him
He plays really well with his seven year-old cousin so I think he keeps up with older, faster kids well. He plays pretty well with Julius too, so I think that makes him well-rounded and amiable. He really enjoyed Science Camp and I’ll definitely enroll him in more summer camps as long as I am able. It’s so worth it to see the change in him from only a few days of new people, surroundings and knowledge. He’s definitely ready for preschool! But, am I ready for him to be in school?? Not hardly. EEEEK!
He was afraid to go by the polar bear until I went over and growled, then he acted tough and broke out his big guns 😉
I was watching Ross lay the hex tile in the upstairs bathroom and it looked amazing. I told him I loved it even more than the marble tile in our downstairs bedroom at home. Half-joking, I told him I wanted to take it to our house. He shook his head and said this gem:
“It’s like being a drug dealer, honey. You can’t take from your own stash. If you start doing that, you’re not going to make any money.”
This was so much work. I can’t even count the hours Ross put in ripping up old carpet, fighting with carpet glue, sanding and coating. But I fervently believe this was the single most valuable feature we pulled out of this house, for the least amount of money. I mean, the sander was $200. It’s just the work involved – the elbow grease – that sucks so bad. Plus we had to patch areas because “somebody” had to have wider doorways that let in more light…I always further complicate things. But it was all worth it…and I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves…!
Sandpaper for the edger
Living room carpet glue we sanded off
Entryway staircase landing
Downstairs living room floor
Master bedroom floor next to the chimney
We took up all of the kitchen floors to make the hardwood carry through to the back hallway
Relaying the kitchen floors
Downstairs dining room floors
Master bedroom floors
Downstairs dining room floors finished
Master bedroom floors finished