Caught them when they were dsitracted

They usually are running around too much for me to get these shots, but I must have caught them unawares.

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Andrew and Uncle Bill

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Birthday boy again

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The birthday boy on his own day

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He wasn't sad, just not thrilled to have his picture taken.

Especially since the roads were too slick to go anywhere and he had been stuck inside most of the morning.

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Happy birthday, Matthew!

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Ah ha! There he is.

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It must be nap time.

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The boys play together really well.

They really do. Honest.

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Swing, swing, little monkey. Climb, too.

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It's Pinewood Derby time

So, his car didn't to terribly well, but I think he had fun building it.  Sanding is only fun for so long, though.

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1st Grade joke

Knock, knock.

Who's there?

Grape.

Grape who?

Orange you glad I didn't say banana?

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Cub-O

A couple weeks ago Andrew and I went to Cub-O at the Sid Richardson Scout Ranch.  We spent the day learning orienteering with his den.  I explained it to Andrew like geocaching without a GPS.  The ranch had set several dozen flags out and our job was to find as many as we could within 2 hours.  Our den did pretty well, finding 9 and hiking almost 2 hours.

Here's an overview of our trek.

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Back up and running

Here's Andrew just before our adventure with the scouts at the Sid Richardson Scout Ranch.

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OK, last conversation. I think.

Matthew (at the door to the garage): Daddy, what are you doing?


Me: Fixing the washing machine. Matthew, what are you doing?


Matthew: Standing on the dog.

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Ooh, another conversation.

So, Liz was walking Andrew into school this morning when he blindsided her with an unexpected question.

Andrew: Why do they call Tiffany a boner?

Liz: Um....well....I don't think they are being very nice.  Who calls her a boner?

Andrew: The man on the radio ....

Liz: Oh! Tiffany Savona is weather forecaster on the radio!  Savona is her name!

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I think we still might have something to work on.

Today Andrew came home with some awards from school.  He has a certificate of recognition and two gift certificates for each award; perfect attendance and honor roll.

This evening, while I was putting him to bed, we had this conversation.

Me: You know, I'm really proud of you, Andrew.  Do you know why?

Andrew: Because I got ready for bed?

Me: Well, that too, but why else would I be proud of you?

A: Because I brushed my teeth?

Me: That too, but what else?

A: Because I got my jammies on?

Me: No, silly, because you made the honor roll.  That means you are doing really well in school.

A:  It does?

Me: Yeah, it says you got all As.

A: My friend Eduardo is on the honor roll, too.

Me: Yeah, he's super smart, too, right?

A: Uh huh.  I think he got all Es.

Me: No, I think he got all As just like you.

A: But his name is Eduardo.  Doesn't he get Es?

After this point I explained to him the concept of grades and how they worked.  I have no idea how much of it he caught on to, but it's a start.  Should I be happy that he does well in school without the incentive of grades, or should I be concerned that he had no clue what they meant?

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Matthew loves star fruit, is oddly befuddled by my camera, and still wants to show me his marble.

Who would have thought that all of these were taken within 4 minutes?

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