I remember my Mom and Dad were surprised that I had friends as a child. I was (and still am) so bossy. I'm afraid Ms. Riley is the same way. I would hold "school" in the backyard for neighborhood kids complete with a chalkboard and packets of homework sent home for them to finish and return with a parent signature. Evidently I thought Florida had a lack-luster educational program at a young age.
I recently painted the pantry door with chalkboard paint so I had space for my to-do and grocery lists while Riley had space to "draw circles" as she says.
The other morning, and of course, clad only in a diaper, I caught her holding her own little school session. She enjoys counting and can be heard repeating, "1, 2, 3.." throughout the day. I just hope she doesn't start recruiting the neighborhood kids over to "play school" with her...or if she does, hopefully she'll put some more clothes on!
Our couch, although small, grey, and a bit worn, is the center of our house. It's where we eat snacks, read stories, watch Curious George and kiss boo-boos. I love to squeeze all of our bodies onto this little couch and make memories with our family of four.
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