Mission Accomplished

B and I waged a mighty battle against the mess that is his bedroom. See all those boxes? I can’t get rid of them because they are all his Transformers, or other art projects that are Special. >>sigh<<

It’s actually not so bad. B’s in a pretty handy phase where he loves to have a ‘job,’ so as long as I give him specific instructions (“Pick up all of the Legos and put them in the box in the living room” works.”Pick up all your toys off of the rug” leaves too much guess work, though.)

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Language Skills

Panneau arrêt au Québec

Glop?

B is taking a French class once a week, after school.  It’s mostly for fun, but perhaps he’ll learn something while he’s at it.  Last night he asked me if I wanted to know how to count in French.  Of course I said ‘yes’:

“Hmmm.  Well, how about I count for you in Glurm?”

“Glurm?”

“Yeah.  Glun, Glue, Glee, Glore, Glive….”