Once again, the preschool had it's annual "friendship feast", which is sort of a mock Thanksgiving with entertainment. Each class got up on stage and did a performance - Jack's class sang a "turkey dinner" song, Annabelle's class sang a very similar "turkey dinner" song... both to the tune of Frere Jaqua! Funny, that. During the performance Jack looked a little nervous, a touch of stage fright if you will, but he did a great job just the same. He sang a bit, but mostly he just stood there and looked cute.
Annabelle, as usual, was in her element... The girl is a born performer. She knew every word to her "turkey dinner" song (and Jack's), and sang with gusto. She just loves being up on that stage!After the songfest was the feast: Turkey, stuffing, corn, cranberry sauce, rolls, apple juice, cookies, and brownies... Lots of food for little people.
Before they sat down to eat Annabelle warned me that NO ONE better try to put stuffing on her plate. I was curious to see what would happen if they did, but having to divide myself between her table and Jack's, I missed out on the actual doling out of the food. I didn't notice any stuffing on her plate though. Jack, on the other hand, didn't say a word about what he was willing to accept on his plate. Instead he just discarded the items he didn't like, putting them onto his classmate's plate when he wasn't looking!
In the end the kids had a great time. We got to keep the lovely flower centerpiece that Jack made, and also a cutom laminated placemat with his hand prints on it. Annabelle MacGyver-ed a turkey centerpiece out of a pumpkin, pipecleaner, and some feathers, which we also got to take home. Although, Turkey Pumpkin has since lost it's head...
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Last week at Annabelle's soccer game, Jack decided that he wanted to play too. This was the first time that he has shown any interest in playing so coach Daddy let him practice with the team before the game. He was so excited. He did fairly well too, for a 3 year old, but he must have thought that he would be able to play in the game too because when the official came around to check all of the equipment, Jack lined right up with the team. He wasn't wearing shin guards or cleats, which is a requirement, and the official called him on it... Jack had a complete heart-wrenching meltdown because he wasn't allowed to play..jpg)
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One last try?
Nah, we're not even going to look at you.