in mismatched PJs (in his defense, both top and bottom have dinosaurs on them)
with dried applesauce and a slight orange ting from Doritoes on his shirt
holding his transformer car that has been broken and reassembled more time than I can count
wearing his 99 cent "army vest" that I bought him Sunday night and since then he's only taken off when he goes to bed at night. (He slept in it at naptime today!)
We met the Moody's at McDonald's today so the kids could run wild in the air conditioned playplace while Margaret and I caught up on our grown-up talk. Like good kids, all five of them ran wild and had a great time.
At some point they started playing "fruit bat" - and the purple ball Happy Meal Toy was the "fruit".
Here's what happened next...
Allison and Melanie were standing next to each other at the bottom of the slide. Allison is yelling up the slide. ALLISON: Fruit bat, fruit bat, are you there? Then she turns to Melanie... ALLISON: I'm using echolocation. And she went back to yelling up the slide.
That's my smart girl. And the way she assumes tha everyone else knows as much about fruit bats as she does makes me smile, too.
OK, those VBS folks are hitting above the belt... They sure know how to tug at a Mommy's heart!
Not only did they take a picture (and a cute one, too!) of the kids on the first day of VBS this week, but they also traced their little hands and cut them out for this craft!