Reina has an imaginary friend named Lucy. Lucy is married to a guy named Lightning Glenn and they have two kids, Sheba and Sloppy. I can only assume that Lucy is fabulously glamorous, showers her children with presents and has a house full of cats.
Reina's birthday is a few weeks away and we are in the midst of party planning. This year's theme is not Frozen or Elsa's Castle or any of those predictable topics. Nope, Reina wants to have a Cleopatra party. I'm not really sure where that idea came from, she's definitely not been watching old Elizabeth Taylor movies. She has checked out a few books from the library about Egypt and mummies and she knows Cleopatra was bitten by a snake (I blame Glenn). So Cleopatra party it will be. Stay tuned. Or at least send me your party game ideas that feature ancient Egypt and ruthless rulers.
The kids brought their report cards home last week and it was good news all around. They are both working hard and while they don't really get grades at this point, we were happy with their scores. They are learning so much this year - it's fun to see the progress. Will is adding and subtracting columns of numbers and starting to learn some multiplication. He's reading like a champ. This week he brought home "I Survived the San Francisco Earthquake" and "I Survived the Battle of Gettysburg." I think my dreams of reading Little House on the Prairie might have to wait until Reina's ready. Reina is reading! It feels like it happened overnight - she went from being too nervous to sound stuff out to reading "Hop on Pop" and "The Foot Book" with confidence. Watch out world, she can read.
A quote from Reina's teacher, "Reina is mature for her age and has excellent communication skills. I can always depend on Reina to be an active participant in whole group discussion."
From Will's, "Will, you are such a good friend to everyone in our class. No matter what, you always seem to give everyone the benefit of the doubt. This is such a nice attribute for a young man to have."
I think so too, kiddo.
2 comments:
Blame your side of the family for the Cleopatra fixation. Nancy still finds all things Egyptian fascinating. And they did worship cats.
That's funny Martha! Now I know who to blame!
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