A notebook worth keeping
They've both been in preschool since they were 2, so there's always been a lot of projects to choose from. I've vowed to be brutal about purging, though. I just have to do it when Boots isn't home.
That was before this week, when Big Guy cleaned out his desk and I hit a roadblock that even my hard heart couldn't send to recycling.
It was his daily journal, a 200-page spiral notebook that lost its cover long ago. The kids had a time set aside each day to write or draw about whatever was on their minds.
Many entries were mundane - practicing numbers, equations or the week's spelling words. Many were fairly illegible, particularly at the start of the year when his arm was in a cast. Others, though, offered glimpses into the heart, mind and humor of a little boy.
Aug. 26, 2009:
Make a list of your ten favorite foods.
The rest of the page is blank, and I don't attribute that to laziness. By October, he'd at least decided to add ice cream, popcorn and Oreos to the list.
Sept. 21, 2009
Dear Mrs. M
I got on green to say we have been gud with are sub. How are you doing? We sang and playd.
I hope the substitute appreciated the serenade and gud behavior.
Oct. 6, 2009
How you play hid go seec
The prsin cowns to 30 whyl you hid. The othr prsin fid you.
Or, if the other prsin is your brother, he can't find you and cries for Mom to help.
Jan. 6, 2010
Tooc Dad to the Army bus.
Got rid of the sink.
Did my homework.
Actually, we kept the sink but we did have to shut off the water after an early-morning flood.
Jan. 29 , 2100
I went to D's hose.
Play at the park.
I wunt to go to Hawaii.
He can spell "Hawaii" but not "want"?
I stay at howm.
Clearly, the red figure pictured above is me with a bad case of bed head. I can't figure out if Boots is downstairs with me and Big Guy is a genie haunting us from the second floor or if Big Guy and I are being attacked by the zombies he'd mentioned a few days earlier.
March 15, 2010
The crowd is quiet. All eyes are on robbie Knievel. He is about to risk his life.
Note to Big Guy: If you're going to blatantly plagiarize your library book, make it one your mother hadn't read with you. And throw in a few misspellings. Knievel? Really? We'll talk more about intellectual property rights in the future.
The Wish Fairy
The air port
The following month, he added Disne, his gramma's, New Yok and Las Vigis to the list of places he wants the Wish Fairy to take him. I'm hoping the Wish Fairy has her own corporate jet.
I think we'll have to make room in the box for the notebook. And if the tub starts popping apart, we'll just ask the Wish Fairy to stop and pick one up on her way to Star buks.
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