Jim's switched to percussion - he did brass all last year, so this is new since school started. He's doing great! Even though he keeps comically frowning at me!
I got a clip of him playing the cymbals, too.
In an attempt to restrain myself from blabbing on and on about the rugrats, I've started a blog to upload photos and videos and the occasional story for your internet browsing pleasure.
Jim's switched to percussion - he did brass all last year, so this is new since school started. He's doing great! Even though he keeps comically frowning at me!
I got a clip of him playing the cymbals, too.
We put on our Santa/elf hats and loaded up the van courtesy of Aunt Holly's employee pass. Nana Jana & Uncle Joe had a series of (small) misfortunes and so we went just us & didn't squeeze in. Leah did get in the front seat with Jim to see better once we were in the parking lot, but she spilled her (very hot) cocoa on him! So maybe he regretted that decision.
The lights were super nice as always! And I got one of the workers to take our picture!
Link to last year! https://babybuffaloe.blogspot.com/2024/12/vu-bright-lights.html
Leah brought home a big batch of artwork yesterday, and told me and Sam all about it. Her art teacher is really wonderful!
Doing line work:
Amelie's in Theater Tech this year for her practical art & they're building the sets for the plays that Hickman puts on. We went to see the first production - Mama Mia - and to admire Amelie's wall/door/floor that she worked on. Look how professional!
Posting this to save it for posterity (and myself). I love the pickled green tomatoes they serve at some fried fish places in the bootheel & it's a great way to use up all the green tomatoes left at the end of the season. It's kind of relishy and goes well with fish & white beans & anything really. (I like it with a lot of my side's thanksgiving food.)
Jim got his tonsils & adenoids out on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. It's been a week and a half and I think he's pretty well recuperated - no PE for a couple more days, they said, though.
In the waiting room:
His surgery wasn't until 3:45pm, which makes for a long day of no food! And nothing to drink, either, after noon.