Laura came home from school yesterday complaining that a kid "Keegan" was mean to her. She said he pushed her and said she talks funny. Of course, my ire was up and I began to envision tripping the troubled lad on his way into school. Today she comes home from school and the first words out of her mouth were that Keegan was mean to her again. He "kicked the leg of her chair" again said she talked funny. She then casually added that he said "I love you" to her. Twice. Hmm, poor unknowing Keegan. Apparently he is fond of her but has a poor way of showing it. Some things are universal I guess. (I no longer wish to trip the confused young lad.)
We have the most gigantic apple tree in our backyard. Every spring it blooms and is just beautiful. Unfortunately all of those beautiful blooms turn into a summer-ful of apple picking-up. For four months we go out every day or every couple days and fill up bags of yucky apples. Jeremy keeps saying we should pick some from the tree and eat them. Maybe we will. In the meantime, he told the girls that he would pay them three cents an apple for every apple they picked up. (Why don't I get paid when I pick up apples???) Laura usually picks up a dollar or less and is bored with it. Lindsay on the other hand, is a workaholic. She picked up four bags full yesterday and earned herself a whopping $9.00 - enough to buy her doll "Lilly" some new clothes today. She is so funny!
I love her!
I'm starting to smell peach crisp and it is smelling delicious. Good, that will make up for the "week in review" dinner we had tonight.
Until next time...