More from my school friends...

Well, my little friend J has some new gems!

When asked if he sleeps with a teddy bear at night, he said, "No, but I do have a glow stick". 

Me: a glow stick?  

J: Yes.  it lights up at night and we put it in the freezer in the daytime.  It gives me luck.  

Me: Seems a little cold.

J: yep, it is, but the cold gives it good luck!

It seems that J was leaving for a doctor's appointment one day and was quite excited about it.  That was all he could talk about, all he could think about, all he could write about.  So the next day, I naturally asked about the doctor's appointment.  

I am still not sure why he was taken to the doctor in the first place.  

Me: so, you went to the doctor yesterday.

J: Yep.  It was fun.  The doctor wanted to trade me for another kid.  He liked me the best.

Me: (yeah, some days I would like to trade you too... *just my thoughts people!) Really, that is really nice.  So what did the doctor do?

(still trying to figure out why he went to said doctor) 

J: Well, he poked me in the stomach and then he smelled me.  

Me:  He smelled you? Do you mean he checked your nose to see if you could smell? (he has had quite the runny nose lately...that would make sense.) 

J: No he smelled me.  Then he checked my smelling thing.  

Me: your smelling thing, you mean your nose?  The thing that helps you smell things?

J: (with a disgusted look on his face) Uh, NO!  My smelling thing.  

Ok, have fun with that smelling thing buddy.

My new friend M was drawing a picture of his family for me as an intro activity so I could know more about him before I start working with him.  I like to know how many siblings, pets, the kid has.  It helps to do writing later on in lessons.  So he is drawing his four brothers and little baby sister who's names all also begin with M.  Then he draws his mom and his dad.  

M:  My dad lives with us.  But the other dad's don't.  

Me: Other dads?  What other dads?

M: Well, My dad who lives with us, he is only my dad.  He isn't everyone else's dad.

Me: Oh, I see.  Other dads.  How many other dads are there?

M: Well, it is like ice cream!  We each get our own!

Ah, of course, the way it should be with ice cream and dads.  You each get your own.

Sure.

Homeless the Guard Cat.

In one of the Harry Potter books, not sure which one, Harry is at the home of his Aunt and Uncle.  (Isn't that the beginning of almost every HP book?) Anyway, outside, sitting under the porch light is a tabby cat.  Just sitting there.  Watching and guarding.  Soon, once the cat believes all is well, she shape-shifts into Professor McGonagall and runs away.  

Since about October, we have had visits from this white cat that lives in the neighborhood.  We haven't picked it up, so we aren't sure if it is a she or a he.  We made the classic mistake of feeding it once and it has come back often ever since.  Sometimes it helps BT outside with watering the plants, other times it just meows at the door over and over again.  B even got a small dog house to put on the back porch for it to live in when it was so cold so the cat wouldn't freeze.  I call him Homeless.  B calls him Mooch.  He really is too fat to be truly homeless.  

He went away for a while.  I hadn't seen him for a month or so until he showed up last night when our friend George came over.  Homeless loves George.  They are buddies.

So now, ever since, Homeless/Mooch has been parked underneath our porch light just waiting and watching.  Like Professor McGonagall, checking to make sure all is well.  

I am half expecting to peek outside and see him shape-shift into a person and walk away.  

Is it too much to imagine that person to be God?  or at least Dumbledore?

A girl can dream right?