Daddy

We're conveniently located on the way to Ed's triumphant return to Rhode Island, so the boys have been enjoying some time with him this weekend. The number one place they wanted to take him is Pappi's Pizza (previously pronounced as PeePee's). I don't know why Logan is so ghostly white-washed in these pictures.

An introduction to prayer

Grandpa Tiny says the prayer every night at dinner time. Declan picked up from somewhere the somewhat traditional pose of hands smooshed together, perpendicular to his arms, and fingers straight up in the air. He closes his eyes and sometimes furrows his brow in concentration. The other night he decided he wanted to offer the prayer over dinner. This is where we learned he's thankful for three things: the day, the food, and Super Mario Brothers.

Logan will also sit quietly with his eyes closed. He's a bit less reverent in that he often ends the prayer by proudly, vigorously jinxing anyone who happens to say amen at the same time as him and then cackling about how he got us. We've learned to stagger our amen-ing.

Too cool for school

Logan started Kindergarten today. He seems much older than a Kindergartener to me, but whatever. This summer, we've repeatedly asked him if he's ready for school and tried to give him an idea of what to expect. He was always nervous about it. Last week we went to Meet the Teacher night and before we left, Logan was about as anxious as I've seen him. He did everything he could to stall, and seemed on the verge of tears as we shuffled him out the door. After actually meeting his teacher, playing with Play-doh at school, and walking around the gym and cafeteria a bit, he felt much better about the whole thing.

The next day was Kindergarten transition day, which is a half day of school where the 5 year olds go by themselves and get an idea of what it's like to ride the bus, find their classrooms, sit in class, have recess, etc. Logan was pretty happy with the idea of going, and Chris, Declan, and I walked him to the bus stop together. While we were waiting for the bus, Logan asked me why I couldn't go with him and why just Chris was going. I told him that no one was going with him to school; he had to go by himself. His eyes got wide with fear and he panicked at the idea. When the bus rolled around, he didn't want to get on, and Chris had to guide him to the steps and sort of gently push him up. As it drove away, Logan was crying in the window, waving at us in an attempt to get us to go with him. However, by the time the bus brought him back, he came happily bounding off, saying emphatically that he actually liked it!

So today he's officially off for a full day of school. He was pretty excited to go. I'm taking bets on how many days that lasts before I'm having to drag him out of bed and carry him to the bus stop. They do full day Kindergarten here, which seems like a long time to me as Mom. We've got soccer practice tonight, so I guess we're officially in busy family mode.

And now for the pictures! (As always, click on the picture if you want to see the full size

On the phone with Daddy on our way to the bus stop.

Brothers.

Handsome devils.

Aren't these the cutest freaking pants ever? Between the shirt and the pants, Dex is in pirate heaven! (Thanks again, Grandpa!)