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In the two weeks I have been in my new preschool class, I can now count to 30 and say the days of the week in Spanish. My brain is just a little sponge...

D-A-D...Dad...D-O-G...Dog...and Homework

As you many of you know, I have been attending a preschool since September. I have been having a great time meeting new friends and doing lots of learning. This is a prep school for when I get to go to actual school, in hold your breath...just a couple of years ( I can see my mommy tearing up all ready).
The things we do at preschool which are like regular school is saying the Pledge of Allegiance in the morning, eating hot lunch in a common area and having a lunch lady.
I'm in transition to move to the next room and in this new room we have homework, yes homework, this week was five pages going over the letter S and the number 8 and it is due on Friday, so as my daddy made dinner, my mommy helped me trace my letters, color bubbles and draw a face on a sun. I admit I whined a little at how much I had to do and tried bating my eyelashes to see if my mommy would do it, Batman and his friends were calling me, but I soon realized that wasn't happening so I got down to business.
This falls in line with all the work my mommy and daddy do at home with helping me learn how to read and recognize letters. I now know that d-o-g spells dog and b-o-y spells boy and u-p spells up just to name a few. I'm even starting to pick the words I know out of stories my parents read to me at night, and try and use the words in little sentences I make up. My parents have even caught me getting up, turning my bedroom light on, and looking at books well past my bedtime.
I'm very proud of all these accomplishments, and can't believe that in no time I will be reading the books to my parents.
I'm still going to try and get my mommy to do my homework though. A boy can dream!

Jack in the Box is not okay!

Soccer season has started and on our way home from practice, my parents decided to stop at Jack in The Box for lunch. We don't have fast food very often, but when we do, I really like 'Old McDonald's'. I could really care less on the food, but i love the toys...love them. Where else do you get plastic junk that makes funky noises and will fall apart just looking at them the wrong way? I love Happy Meal toys.
So I digress, we get our food and I'm super excited to see what toy is in my bag, my mommy opens the bag and quickly announces that I can wait till I get home to see what magic is inside the bag. Now in most cases I would think 'Yippee, this will be a great toy' but, my mommy gave my daddy a look that clearly said, ' He is not going to like this'.
We make it home and I'm presented with my toy from Jack in The Box....wait for it....can you guess what it was?
It was seriously a piece of paper and a half melted red crayon from being in with the hot food. The paper had something written on it, but it was paper and a crayon...that is not a toy! I announce that 'I'm not happy!' and take off to my room. After a few minutes I return and rip the paper up...I kept the crayon after it solidified again since I love to color.
My mommy and daddy started joking that next Jack in The Box will start giving rocks from the stores landscaped area as toys. This made me laugh.
My daddy said whoever thought of this 'toy' should be fired in which I replied 'Yes daddy, the person who made that toy should be lit on fire.'
I'm still not sure about words that can be used in different contexts. My parents laughed and laughed...

Opps...fixed the link....Baby Luke starts a Blog

Hi Everybody,
Don't forget that my baby brother Luke has a budding blog to check out as well.
http://babyboyrivers.blogspot.com
You can also link to it from my site by checking out my 'Other sites Worth visiting' and click on 'This Little Brother's Life' link.
Luke's site is a work in progress, at this point he doesn't have near the things I have to say, so check back often as things will be changing quickly as he gets bigger and bigger!