It's official, Sam is now back in school. And it is our last year at preschool- not only for him but for our entire family. Our sixth and final year of painted macaroni jewelry, tissue paper stained glass crosses, painted pillow cases and snack buckets.
Sam has this thing he has learned from his dad. It involves taking basic names of objects and applying a body part and calling another person that. It's not my favorite thing, but it is part of my husband and for that it makes me smile. He will flip out names like cheese head, pickle brain, sausage belly- you get the picture. Sam- being his son- has picked up on this fine art. He does it to me, his sisters, his dad, the neighbors. Whomever.