Dilli, dilli dumpling, my son Ezra...

went to bed at the crack of dawn,
Fell asleep in science and didn't do his work well.
What is a mother to do? I know that he will listen and get to bed on time. I know that he won't embarrass his mother anymore like that. The next day, he feel asleep and missed supper. All because we haven't scheduled in cubscouts correctly.
Well, it doesn't rhyme, but its true.

Early to bed early to rise, makes a boy feel healthy, wealthy and wise.

This morning we looked back at the first blogs.

This is a year of alot of changes and growth. My teacher, Ms. Hicks is teaching me how to follow directions, the first time. I seem to have a knack at messing up and getting a correction or two every day. I hope that I will learn to keep my behavior above the line. Following directions, Talking at appropriate times. etc.

The Bebe's made it to the bus on time and with a minute to spare...

I love the look on his face when he tasted the grits. This is really good! MMMMM. Do you like them? Yes, I'd like them better if they were cream of wheat. Don't complain.
Today we happened to have the right amount of cheese and the right amount of butter to make the grits the right consistency. In the old days, mommies used to have to use the crock pot to cook the grits all night to have them ready for the children in the morning. Aren't you glad that God allowed the microwave to be created so that we can have fresh old fashioned grits in no time. I don't believe you mother, said my "Bebe's". It is true, I reasoned. I cannot imagine somebody cooking something all night, just for breakfast. They did.
Now let me comb your hair and lets have a conversation about this talking in class. Neither of these were to his liking. He fought me combing the hair and he fought me discussing his talking. It was just a warning, he reasoned to me. I know, but you have to pay attention and stop the chatting. Okay. I love his talky spirit. It is so far from me to imagine this. We were shivering in our boots if anyone even hinted that we might be talking in class. Fear of death came over us. I love the look on their faces as they consider the consequences of love or more love. I love that mischevious cheshire cat smile when they consider their ways and know that they will stumble again today. Not a hint of fear of death is in them. Even after a spanking there is still that look of, I know that you love me and I may want another spanking later, just to prove it. I don't know if that means that they will be well behaved in life or not. I know they won't be paranoid about it.

Ezra is in Second Grade Now!

We went to open house and met the teacher. He had a difficult first day. His face said, I don't know if I am going to do well in second grade. I thought I had this learning stuff down pat, but the first day of second grade has me convinced that I don't know what I thought I did. He had unbelieveable questions on his face. He got into bed with me and just looked at me. I had to be corrected, today, he finally confessed. I guess so, I responded. I am not sure, if I can do this. Everybody makes mistakes everyday, son. Keep going, it will become clear after a while. Okay, mom, he said. I think he will stay in school. :)

First Grade is over.

Now, class with Ms. Beasley is only a memory. What wonderful memories we have of a year full of learning and growing and doing. Coordination is developing, mind is sharpening and you are getting to be a delightful young fellow, blooming out of the happy and greatly loved toddler years. We have kept you a toddler for as long as we could and now you are a "squirt".
Time for more chores!:)

What a great day it was for a field day?

It was wet outside, so the PE teachers ran the field day in the gym. My little fellow was glad to see me there. I met Crystal's mommy and saw the other parents that were there enjoying the glee. You guys ran and rolled and tagged and pushed and pulled and everybody was tired, but first we were in the parade. Ezra's class had cheerleaders and loud children cheering. So much class spirit and we had a great time.

You haven't lost any teeth yet...

But, I told Ethy that the tooth fairies are making necklaces for the mommies that get to heaven, having kept their children from losing any of their adult teeth. Can you imagine how many pearls I would get?
You get to practice on your baby teeth and you have to brush them well every day.
While, that is just a story and I hope that you remember it long after I am gone; please brush your teeth!:)