One night the kids were being super wild at supper and I reminded them that they needed to have good table manners if they wanted to be able to stay at the table until dessert. There was some wild dancing and one of them knocked over a full glass of milk. I
Never the less, this is what M.G. brought home in her bag the next day... (it says, "No more coklit (chocolate) pie.") That is how I look when I am angry.
M.G.'s teacher has mentioned to us that she is trying to cultivate M.G.'s creative writing skills. She asks M.G. to write a story, then Mrs. B types it up and gives it back to M.G. for illustrations. This is the first book she brought home:
(The 2nd princess here is saying, "I like you.")
Finally, here is an awesome family portrait she drew. (She said including a pet was part of the assignment.) M2 saw it and said, "That looks like us because they are smiling." I totally agree!)