Have a great day

I just dropped Mr. T off at preschool, and it went extremely well. He seemed completely unphased by the whole experience.

We pull up in the car rider line, and I rolled down the window to inform the preschool ladies that Mr. T had no idea where to go. Mr. T turns to me and says in his most innocent voice, "Have a great day Mommy." Then he throws his arms around my neck and kisses me on the cheek. It was so adorable, so loving.

"Have a great day too Mr. T." You are my heart.

Our week -- UPDATED WITH PHOTOS

Just a few quick stories on how life is going.

We went to a birthday party at one of those jump-places. Trent and Ashley went in by themselves while I was trying to get all our stuff to take in. I walked in to hear the young lady in charge ask Mr. T., "Are your parents here?" Mr. T. looked her straight in the eyes and said, "I don't have any." Hmmm...I'm not quite sure what to say. I bet after a couple weeks of preschool, I won't claim him either.

Friday we went to pick the watermelons from the garden. I know it seems late, but they haven't been ready to pick until now. We ate watermelon on the back of the truck and the kids got completely covered in sticky juice. My hubby's solution to this was to hose them down in the backyard. The kids had a ball. This morning, I tried to get Mr. T to take a shower for church but he suggested we just hose off in the back yard. I didn't give in.