Family Pictures 2012

 We had our pictures taken by the lovely Tamara Jacobs.  I really wanted them in front of the Ohio barn before we move away.  We will miss Ohio a lot!

Preschool Program

 This little guy had a "Special Friends Day" at preschool.  I guess they had to be politically correct so as not to discriminate against those that don't have parents.  Losers.  Couldn't call it "Parents' Day".

We got to watch a slide show of the kids throughout the year while we were waiting for everyone to arrive.  It was fun to see how much bigger they've gotten.  I did notice that Emerson had two picture attempts every time he appeared in the slide show.  That's the way he rolls.  Can't make a normal face, so I'm left deciding which is the best of what I've got.  I guess the preschool teachers haven't learned the art of discrimination yet.

We got to make a fish craft (like a craft of a fish...not with fish.)  My child hates crafts of all kinds so I got to hone my foam-cutting skills with those safety scissors.  I sort of felt like the preschool teachers were judging me as my child stared off into space while I made a perfect fish craft.  I just know they were thinking, "Well that's why he doesn't know how to use scissors.  She is such a control freak that she won't even let him hold them!  Look at her!"  I invited Emerson to participate several times, but he very politely declined with a "No, thank you" every time.

After I proudly finished my fish craft, the kids sang all their songs from the year for us.  They included You Are My Sunshine, The Days of the Week, The Months of the Year, I'm Bringing Home a Baby Bumblebee, etc.  Emerson was an absolute stinker.  I don't know what my face looked like, but I was dying inside.  I didn't know whether to laugh or be mortified.  He thought he was living on the edge and being very clever when he started singing the word "not" before everything.  "I'm NOT bringing home a baby bumblebee, won't my mommy NOT be so proud of me..."  And he beamed while doing it.  Just as pleased as punch with himself. 

I wish I would've had my video camera.  I'm sorry to all those parents who brought video cameras to film their children and ended up not being able to watch them because my son was so entertaining (read: naughty).  He knew all the words and was doing pretty well until we reached new lows of pelvic thrusts.  See here:

I DON'T KNOW WHERE HE LEARNED THIS!  Anyone who knows Ben and me knows we are not dancers, nor do we pretend to be.  Oh well, I guess it was memorable.  He thought he did a great job and was really happy I came.  So was I.  Despite his silliness I was very proud of my little guy.