Reagan had his 3rd grade wax museum at the beginning of the month. Each student chose an important person in history, read their biography then dressed as them and recited a speech in 3rd person. Reagan's first choice was unavailable. I have no idea why Rush Limbaugh wouldn't have a children's biography written on him. In Reagan's defense he only knows him as an author (oddly enough Rush writes a series of (honestly very good) historical non fiction novels that Reagan is obsessed with.) Anyway, second choice was Henry Ford. It was very very cute walking through the classroom and seeing all of the kids, I mean... Albert Einstein, Queen Elizabeth, Michelle Obama's, etc. hard work.
Levi loves wearing a cape but he loves hanging out the window so the wind blows the cape even more.
We all filled out NCAA brackets this year, the winner is supposed to be picked up in a chair by the rest of the family. Unfortunately Shep based his whole bracket on Butler going all the way, solely because they have the word "butt" in their name. Anyway, he was very passionate about his bracket and as you know Butler did not fare well this year. I was lucky enough to capture his reaction when we told him they had lost (and thus his whole bracket basically voided.)
Our friend Cooper spent the night over the kids' spring break. Reagan has sleepovers all the time but this was the first time that someone who Shep considers HIS friend stayed over. He was GIDDY and could not stay inside his sleeping bag. I would know because I slept next to him.
Other eventful news. Zach got a giant tick and he has literally been shivering off fuzz and phantom feelings ever since. But seriously it was so so so gross. (ps you're looking at the back of his knee)
Referring to the cartoon "Phinneas and Ferb," Shep asked to watch "Penis and Ferb."
Spelling the word G O L D E Y E S on Zach shirt one day, Levi apparently knows his alphabet. He hardly strings two words together but somehow knows all his letters. I promise this is not something I've gone over with him. He also makes and names shapes with his hands, something I've never taught him and the other boys never did. When he finds sharp things to pick our locks (true) and wakes up in the night to get himself snacks of yogurt and oatmeal without turning any lights on (true, true) I'm obviously annoyed/terrified but also semi-impressed.
Shep asks to marry me almost every day. He recently assigned Zach to.... ring bearer.
Shep negotiating, "my feet are bigger than Levi's so I don't have to take a nap."
If Levi wants you to do something he just yells, "LEAVE."
Reagan, "who was the famous girl who didn't reach adulthood? Was it Julia Child?" It was Anne Frank.
Americans shouldn't call mothers "mum"
Isn't it annoying when people call watches, "time pieces?"
Croissants are not good. I keep trying but can't get on board.
More about Reagan that I meant to add to his birthday post...
He is social and easily makes friends with all kinds of kids. Nine times out of ten he will put on the Journey station on pandora. When something is hard he gives up pretty easily. He is self aware about this so him and Zach's new acronym they say every day before school is A.C.E.- things you can control: attitude, concentration, effort. Every week after church he buys Shep and Levi a dum dum with the tickets he earns in Sunday school. He is passionate about cured meats. He's very, very adaptable. I credit that to the consistent moving we've done over the last 9 years. He also talks nonstop. I'm sure there will be a day I'll beg for this quality back but car, dinner table, recapping a movie in its' entirety you just watched together...he. is. chatty. He loves going to Starbucks with Zach, is turning into a really great reader and is looking forward to baseball season starting soon. He washes his face and wears deodorant every day. He asked Z last night when he can start shaving. Tiiiiiiiimmmmee out.