The word at Mo’s Manic Monday is Pride.
This is going to be a piece of cake. I have been brimming with pride ever since Friday, June 20th when my son graduated Pre-K.
Walking into his class room with his father who has only been to school once I thought for sure he would bolt from his seat and give his teacher a hard time when she asked him to sit.
He was one of the 85% who were able to contain themselves. They sat looking at us (the families) while we stared at them for about 15 minutes before the festivities began. There was a time when he stood up to walk over 10 minutes in but his teacher asked him to sit and he did.
Last year he would not sit and I was unable to get any pictures of him and his class. This year, he stood with the class and posed for 100 pictures as all the families snapped away.
I was so proud that he went up for his diploma with a big smile on his face(last year his teacher had to ssssstretch and hand it to him). Proud that he posed with his therapist and his teacher for pictures and proud that he sang all the songs, the national anthem and counted in Spanish 1-10 and then backwards. Love it!
So cute to see all their little faces as they leave the school and high five each other.
Curse you Manic Monday, another week where I am unsure of what to write.
Under, What the hell can I come up for under?
Under the Boardwalk we’d be having some fun. I guess we could have fun, depending on who you are with. But only some ok?
Underneath your clothes there’s an endless story. What is going on underneath his clothes? Is he tattooed? Is his name John Holmes? What the hell.
Under a Blood Red Sky, the title one of U2’s best albums.
Under the Sea was a song in one of my favorite Disney movies. Now it’s my daughter’s favorite.
Going Under is a song by Evanescence. God damn I love her voice.
When I sleep, I have to be under the covers even if I am hot.
Friday my son was feeling a bit under the weather so I didn’t send him to school.
Six Feet Under was one of HBO’s best series.
I just brought some new underwear.
I tried to watch Underdog this weekend and couldn’t get through the first 15 minutes.
Morgan chose “Over” as the word of the day/week what have you.
For me, *sob* I am just so sad that *gasp* Lost of over for the season, *sniffle*.
I have been obsessed with the show from the beginning but lately my obsession had taken a turn.
How can it be over when there is still so many mysteries?
How can it be over when I still have so many questions?
How can it be over when I need my weekly Sawyer fix?
My OTHER blog Chotskies, lists all my thoughts, questions and OMG moments on Lost’s Season Finale. Check it out if you are so inclind. If not, I am so “over” it.
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Cut fresh flowers
Be fresh out of luck
Eat fresh fruit
Have a fresh mouth
Drink a fresh cup of coffee.
Wake up refreshed.
Bake fresh bread
Get a fresh start
Put on a fresh shirt
Fresh water fish
Be fresh out of something
Be a breath of fresh air
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