Last Day of School

Hello everyone, this is Morry.

At 4am in the morning, the smoke detector began to beep every 30 seconds to tell us we needed a new battery.  Considering that we sleep less than 8 hours a day, you'd think that the smoke detector beeping while we'd sleep would happen only 1/3 of the time.  I'd say it happens 90% of the time that it decides to let us know.  I think the other 10% happens to be during a Steelers game.  I think that's what someone needs to invent - a smoke detector that starts to beep during normal business hours.

I took Evan to school.  He brought in some of the cookies that we made last night to give to his class.

Noah slept in a while, which was good.  When he got up, Rachel and Noah went to HEB to get fruit and things as well as stuff to make more cookies.  Rachel wanted to make some for some of our neighbors.  From there they stopped at home to put away the refrigerated goods and then went to Noah's gymnastics.

I went to Evan's class party.  They had four stations to do things.  At one station, they made holiday cards for someone.  At another they made snow.  They took some powder and added water and it turned into what looked like fake snow at the mall.  Another one they had to say make a chart of how many ears and feet if you had 1 through 20 reindeer.  Basically it was a counting/addition issue.  The last station was counting of Skittles where they had to make a bar chart of number of Skittles by color and then made math sentences out of certain groups.  Evan seemed to have a really good time.

I came home and did a little work and then Noah and I went back to pick Evan up.  It was 42 and super windy this morning.  I put Evan in a t-shirt with a long-sleeve shirt underneath.  I did get him to wear a sweatshirt into school but he gave it to me to take home.  This afternoon it was in the high 50s.  Everyone whose last name wasn't Belkin was all bundled up waiting for their children.  When Evan came out he had taken off the long sleeve shirt and was just wearing a t-shirt.  I think people thought we were crazy.

For Hanukkah, Evan got a private baseball lesson.  I took him to it today.  The place was very nice and I was really impressed.  The guy started Evan hitting right away.  The guy asked Evan if he was right-handed or left-handed.  Evan said he was a switch-hitter.  The guy took him at his word and Evan did bat from both sides.  Afterwards the coach said that Evan was a lot better than he had anticipated.  We scheduled another lesson in two weeks.

When we got home, I made pizza while Rachel and the boys finished up the latest batch of cookies.  Noah and Rachel just delivered some to Blanca and her family.

We're about to put the boys to bed.  Until next time...