Upon coming home from school and being asked to do his chores Go Go said, “Mom, I’m just too tired from school and I can’t do them. Can you do them for me?” Kindergarten is indeed a killer.

Blue Jeans refuses to walk down the stairs without a parent if he’s going down at the same time. “Yait, Mom! Yait!” Next to “Chewbacca” it’s my favorite thing he says.

The Lost Tooth count is up to 5 for Mr. President


2 for Go Go

Zero (thank goodness-though I’m not holding my breath) for Blue Jeans who wanted his picture taken too.

In other news, Go Go started T-ball. He’s on the Yankees team and though his father cries into his pillow every night that his boys are becoming baseball fans instead of soccer fans, it is nevertheless true. Out here this close to New York, boys are born knowing how to throw a baseball. The difference between Mr. President’s T-ball team in Duvall of Microsofty offspring and Go Go’s team here in Jersey is striking–no pun intended! These kids start off knowing which way to run the bases, how to throw the ball to first base and even how to catch the ball! The same could not be said for our little Duvall league.

Move over Derek Jeter…..

Mr. President got to have his Half Birthday Date into the city with Mom and Dad a few weeks ago. He chose the Times Square Toys R Us too. (No boy with a brain in his head would miss a chance at a cheap toy!) And lucky for us, our terrorist friend from Pakistan decided to wait two weeks before trying to blow up Times Square. I’m trying not to think about it too much.

That’s what’s new with us!