Awe Luke. He keeps growing up on us, in second grade now, Mrs. Zima's classroom. Playing chess and soccer; coming home every day dripping in sweat so that he can blow through his homework and get over to Pierce's house ASAP.
Last week during the decorating for Chad's birthday party (I'll post pictures of that later, some truly brilliant ideas that even Pintrest hasn't thought of) Luke sat on the settee in the kitchen and cried and wailed and cried some more while he was forced to sit there and learn to tie his shoes.
After much (an hour) of hissy fit throwing I told him to take a walk around the house to "cool off" and then come back and sit down and try again. Wouldn't you know that, that walk would be the last time Luke the boy who couldn't tie his own shoes would walk the earth. At the hour and ten minute mark he sat down and tied his own shoes like a boss. No longer asking the girls in his class to tie them for him, (true) he ties them masterfully.
. . .then the snake goes around the bunny ears and chokes them to death and then he goes back into his tiny hole full from his dinner of bunnies.
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