The boys had a busy-ish week last week. At least for the first part of the week.
On Monday, Little Elvis participated in his school's spelling bee. He won the one in his class, and went up against 18 other kids, including kids in the 4th and 5th grades. He fought us on studying, and it was difficult to go through every word just once. We knew he wouldn't win. He was going up against 5th graders, and didn't want to practice. Still, even with minimal practice he came in 4th! He beat out all of the 4th graders, most of the third graders and fifth graders. The top three were two fifth graders and a friend of his from 3rd grade. He knew the winner. She's in plays with him. I was very proud, especially because he didn't cry. He was upset, but handled it very well. Cheese Puff and I tried to cheer him up, and it worked. He wasn't super congratulatory to the winners at first, but was by the end of the day. Now he knows what to expect if he does this next year, and maybe he'll study more.
Ok, so wearing sunglasses and a toboggan aren't a huge accomplishment for Cheese Puff, but he was really cute on Wednesday morning. This was his first time wearing this hand-me-down sweatshirt. He called it the "Invisible Buzz," because Buzz is only outlined on the sweatshirt, while Woody is filled in. I thought that was cute.
So, this is our shy boy. Singing his "50 States that Rhyme" song to his class on Wednesday. Bob did a space presentation for Little Elvis' class last month, and Baby Plum was jealous. He said his Daddy was going to perform at his school as well. I told his teacher, and she said that was a good idea. So, Bob performed a weather/space/state hybrid show for Baby Plum's class. The night before the big performance, we tried to get him to sing for my dad. He whispered, and my dad couldn't hear anything. But he sang loudly for his classmates! And he probably wasn't feeling well when he did it. He got sick at school that afternoon, and had a fever when he got home. Poor baby.
He stayed home from school on Thursday, and he and Cheese Puff had the best time. They played and played and played, until 3 when Baby Plum's fever came back. But they were so cute together. I should have taken pictures of some of the games they invented. They shut themselves in the playroom bathroom, and found an old water pick. They took the tongue scrubbers, and pretended they were magnifying glasses. They were looking for something, but I have no clue what.
This week should be more calm for them. Hopefully, no one else will get sick!