Preston LOVES school.
He came home elated with himself because he got to "clip up" all the way to the top.
(One "clips up" after they make good choices.)
They sent him home with a little pink slip to share the good news.
He carried his pink slip around with him everywhere he went for 3 days.
Preston currently asks me 100 times a day, "Mama, what time is it?"
We usually answer him by telling him the actual time.
He has no clue about time, so really, any answer would satisfy him.
His constant need for time knowledge has become very excessive.
Britton has started replying "Time for you to get a watch."
He finds that answer completely satisfactory and carries on.
Preston LOVES Sunbeams.
Period.
Sings little Primary songs all over the house and will even get the children's hymn book out,
take it to the piano and try and play himself a little number.
Preston calls me Mama.
I love it.
Preston IDOLIZES his brothers.
While the boys are away at school, he asks, "Where's Benton? Where's Max?"
When we drive past their school, he says, "That's Mackie's school."
When they come home, he runs to the door to greet them.
If they like green, he likes green.
If they wear their basketball shorts, he wears his basketball shorts.
When their friends come over to play, he is right there with them. The WHOLE time.