School morning rush (though I seem to be the only one in the house moving...Noah is taking his time to enjoy his daily, 3 course breakfast while Natalie is staring off into space -- trying to wake up.)
Noah: "Mom, would you sit with me?"
Me: "Honey, I have to get ready."
Natalie: "Mahhhmmm -- please sit with me."
Me: "You guys need to get up earlier. I don't have time now. I need to get dressed and fix my hair and put on my make-up."
Noah: "But, Mom...God doesn't care about that."
(I give...you win...again)
Friday, January 12, 2018
Tuesday, January 9, 2018
Biography poem
On his last day of school before Christmas break Noah was asked to clean out his desk. He brought home a slew of old homework sheets for me to view and toss ...but this one seemed more of a keeper.
Noah
Happy, friendly, dramatic
Brother to Natalie
Lover of Star Wars, gaming and piano
Feels awesome, cool and crazy
Needs chocolate, friends and guidance
Gives hugs, compassion and advice
Fears bugs that look scary
Hopes for world peace
Resides in Shrewsbury, Missouri
Felgenhauer
Noah
Happy, friendly, dramatic
Brother to Natalie
Lover of Star Wars, gaming and piano
Feels awesome, cool and crazy
Needs chocolate, friends and guidance
Gives hugs, compassion and advice
Fears bugs that look scary
Hopes for world peace
Resides in Shrewsbury, Missouri
Felgenhauer
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