Ahhh, the infamous spelling bee invitation. I mean, seriously. I am still in shock.
The spring pics I never buy. I just scan in.
And we are continuing on with the theme of "if you tell a boy to color it, he will make it rainbow style because he hates to color so he will not do it in a way that you think he should."
George Washington project from school. Always fun to see those.
And here we have the theme, "If you tell a boy to paint a heart realistically he will get annoyed and not even try to act his age by staying in the lines."
The theme here is, "If you see the horrible result of limiting a boy's bullheaded-ness creativity then you will quickly give in and allow him to go back to rainbow style."
"Like a Boss" was the phrase last year.
A pumpkin that is politically correct, but we snuck in the good ol' rainbow in the background. Take that fall themed painting.
Shark project done at home. A little neater than the George Washington one...
"if I had a hundred dollars I would buy a gini. My first wish would be to get a million more wishes. my 2econd wish would to have lambergine. Now a questin for you what would you do if you had a million dollars."
An English teacher/mom's nightmare. That's what this is. I'm fighting the urge to edit as I type.
They had spelling tests every Friday last year (how do you think he got to be so good at it? duh.) and throughout the week they had to do little assignments like write sentences and put them in "ABC" order (not sure when we stopped using the word alphabetical). Anyway, the boy totally comprehended the whole ABC order thing, but let me tell you, something about having to actually write them that way STRESSED HIM OUT. If he accidentally skipped over one he would FLIP over the idea of having to figure out how to get in the list. I have no idea what the ABCs ever did to this boy, but I do remember a STRONG resistance to learning the song when he was little too (no joke). Anyway, after he literally dissolved into tears one night I decided it was too ridiculous and came up with an excel sheet where I counted out how many As, how many Bs, etc. So all he had to do was work in small groups. And then I dared the teacher to say something. She didn't. Thank goodness because I probably would have gone to jail. Anyway, I eventually got him to the point where I just printed out a blank sheet and he went through and counted how many As, Bs, etc. himself. This one is one of those.
Favorite subject: Science. That probably got written after he learned he couldn't put recess.
Food: alligator. Yes. That is correct.
Artic essay. Complete with the title spelled incorrectly.
"The Artic"
"The artic is a very cold place even in the sumer. So the artic's (shout out for proper use of the possessive there) population is going to not be very big population (I'm guessing he was supposed to put an actual fact there, but he got a 100 so whatever). It's (oh well, one out of two is ok. Those apostrophes are tricky) animal communty is going to be animals with lot's (darn it) of fur. Some of the commen animals are Polar bears, wolfs (arg), harres (I mean, wasn't he most likely copying this info from a book???), dulls sheep (what?), and artic foxes (just shoot me now). A cool thing I like about the artce foxes Their fur chages colors in the spring."
I'm a little obsessed with the pic because winter in Collierville is kind of a big deal. There are TONS of hills to go sledding on, and I swear the whole town is out there on them. And then there are tons of different types of sleds being used by different people and everyone is always sharing. It's so much fun. So you might be asking yourself why he drew ice skates instead of a sled. The answer to that is I DON'T KNOW.
Random cool cat.
Why who is that famous good looking lady in the center right of the Dragon Flyer?? Oh, it's me!!
This is the best, most true example of two things: what it means to be the mom of a boy, and it takes a village to raise a child. We had the EXTREME good fortune of being in the same class as his good friends Beau and Julian last year. And pretty much every week one of them left something from their homework at school. So Beau's mom, Julian's dad, and I were CONSTANTLY texting each other, "who has the math/science/reading sheet? Can you text me a picture??" Then we would proceed to hand write it out for our wayward children.
But this makes it all worth it right??
"I Love My Mom"
"I'd like to say thank you for everyone thing you have done for me, but I write to big and this paper isn't big enough. I like to start off w/ anything you gave me. You have given me affection love and you make me feel like the best son ever. And your the best mom ever. Next, every t-hing else you have done. you have given me a good life and that's really all I eve-r wanted."
His homeroom/social studies/reading/grammar teacher went on pregnancy leave almost immediately after the school year began. She sent them all notes. What a sweetie.
"Plymoth colony"
"Oh great king may we please have freedom?"
"What do you mean"
"I men you do what I say"
"No!"
"Lets go."
"By england."
"Where are we."
"Nerd."
"cap cod massauchuet."
"whos that"
"Squanto."
"yay"
"yay"
Finally!! An actual rainbow assignment!! Or at least the freedom to randomly draw one, complete with waving green leprechaun.
"My Life as a Water Droplet"
"Hi, im fena" (I have no idea what that is supposed to mean)
"I need a jacket"
"Oh no not the beach"
"I'm gonna preciptate"
"ocean staition"
"lake station"
"oh no"
"Plant station"
"ground water and soil station"
And here we have I think what we would all guess. Not the greatest report card, but the boy sure is funny.
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