Mason is now officially enrolled in pre-kindergarten, which begins in August. He’ll be attending Shedeck Elementary, which is where I attended 5th and 6th grade.
According to Mason’s doctor, he is in the top 100th percentile for weight and 96th percentile for height. He is not alone; Morgan is affectionately referred to as “Moose” by her teachers at daycare since she is so much bigger than all the other kids.
Susan watched Flight 93 over the weekend. I refused to watch it. As my dad would (and did) say, “I know how it ends.” To this day I’ve never seen Titanic either, for the same reason. I watched Andre the Butcher instead. Susan refused to watch it. It’s a bad horror movie starring Ron Jeremy as a “Leatherface-esque” killer. Yawn.
She is not a moose… She’s an Amazon. A warrior woman who is smart, has leadership qualities, and will get what she wants when she wants it! You go, girl! Rob, you and your dad are right! It can’t be qualified as a suspenseful movie, huh. I will never watch it either, but probably for a different reason. I don’t consider watching that much pain and horror as entertainment. And I already know the story. If more people would voice the same opinion, maybe they’d quit making these movies that just want to cash in on other people’s suffering. OK, I’ll get off my soapbox. Have a great day. Watched Earth vs. the Flying Saucers for my entertainment over the weekend. Nothing like a b-rated sci-fi movie for me! Last week it was Invasion of the Body Snatchers. I love em! Mom
Somewhere in here there’s a redundancy, I just can’t put my finger on it. Nor, for that matter, would I wish to…
It’s funny that Mason can go to your old elementary school. Even if I had kids, they’ve have to wait until they were college age to go to my old school – the building was bought by the local community college, which is now part of the university system. It’s funny, there was a news report shot in a part of my old elementary school, talking about how this is a state of the art nursing training school – no it’s not! That’s the room where I used to strap my orange gear on to do crosswalk patrol when I was in the sixth grade! State of the art my foot!