My wife has recently taken to rocking face 100% of the time compared to my measly 80%. She is nearing the end of the school year and looking forward to making a change into Kindergarten from 1st grade next year. I am super excited that this change does not mean that I have to move her to another classroom. Moving her classroom is harder that moving into a new house. I feel bad for all the other teachers at Clearwater. I think Cheryl lucked out and is one of few teachers in the entire school that doesn’t have to move classrooms.

Annaly is growing. She has a cough right now that sounds like a baby moose. Doctor says it’s fine but it freaks me out a little each time I hear it. However, the good news is that we now know that Cheryl’s gift for communicating with Elk when she has a runny nose appears to have manifested itself in Annaly in the form of coughing like a moose. Albeit a baby one. (Edited by Cheryl to add that if you don’t know the story about the Elk this makes very little sense. Sorry about that! )

Mike is talking and talking and talking. Good Lord that boy talks. He doesn’t even need to talk to someone. He is just fine calling his own play-by-plays like a toddler Bob Costas. He makes us laugh on a regular basis. For example: Mike is now making it through the day without a fully qualified diaper on. Meaning he is using the toilet on a consistent basis. However the boy is a bit of an entrepreneur when it comes to this.

Mommy has instituted a rather effective Jelly Bean for potty bartering system where in exchange for a successful potty visit Mike receives a yummy gourmet JellyBelly Jelly Bean of his choice. That is,  a jelly bean for number one and additional jelly bean for number two. Mike does not like to leave a trip to the potty without having at least both hands occupied with a fresh jelly bean. Meaning, if he goes to the bathroom for number one, he’ll wait for number two. That’s right, he’ll wait. He is so committed that he’ll wait for however long it takes. Needless to say 10 minutes is a long time for a toddler, let alone half-an-hour. So he takes to playing with his -unit previously referred to as- Mamba. Recently, he discovered that with enough poking Mamba wakes up and gets (let’s see… how does he put it?) long. The toddler scientific method is one to marvel at. The first time he noticed he was so amazed that he yelled. “Daddy! My Pee-Pee is loooonnnng” In an effort to control my laughter I said, “Amazing huh?”. He replied “Daddy, I want to show Mommy my Pee-Pee is long.” Mike was SURE Mommy was going to be just as amazed if not a little proud. Turns out he was right. That Mommy is one special person.

Here are a few more pictures to enjoy. I’ll try to pick it up in the updates.

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If you have any idea or knowledge of what may have occurred here please respond below in the comments section. We want to bring a renewed sense of peace to our home and any help is appreciated.