Today, instead of going to work like I usually do on a Monday, I stayed home to take care of my little boy who has a bad cold. Runny nose, cough, watery eyes, the works. He needed some mommy love today and it was great to be able to spend a whole extra day with my boys. So far, Dimitry is not sick, but you know it's bound to happen, especially since he drank from the same bottle of water as his older brother!
Christos and I went to get the mail at one point, and a letter had arrived from his school. (Eek - his school!)
"Christos, look, it's a letter from your school, they want me to answer a few questions about you."
"Like what, mommy?"
"Like, do you follow directions?"
"Can you use crayons and scissors?"
"Can you use the washroom on your own?"
"Does it ask if I can clean?"
"Aww, no sweetie, they don't ask that."
"Well, write it down. Tell them I know how to clean!"
And he totally made a good point, you know. I feel like writing a letter to his teacher (Eek - his teacher!) telling her about Christos. His interests, how he has a cart that he rolls around our house with cleaning products inside, cleaning everything. Or that he carries a binder with him as he goes around checking to make sure things are working, like the computer, or the TV, or the 'pipes'. How he sits down to do 'homework' every day; or how he loves playing rock and crystal store. There is so much I want to tell his teacher about him, and I hope I get a chance to before he begins school, his new adventure, in the fall.