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Pflugerville Christmas Parade

Poor Brennan was forced into being in the parade with his scout pack. We cosidered letting him off the hook because he really didn't want to do it, but I explained to him that it's important to be supportive. "What would happen if none of the boys showed up?" I asked him. "Then the leaders would know that it was a dumb idea." was his reply. He had a point, but we made him do it anyway. I'm sure that it wasn't all bad.

We hung out with our neighbors to watch the parade. This is Sophie with Collin.

Aiden had his first band concert last week. It's very impressive what the kids can learn in a few short months of school. The band directors hardly let them touch their instruments for the first three weeks of school. The kids did a great job.
Here's a sample. Slow tempo, but very good. It was fun to watch. At least it was for parents. I'm not sure that Brennan and Sophie were all that impressed.

These are the kinds of doodles that I find in Aiden's school notebooks. I wish that I could doodle like that.

This is what Aiden looked like when he got home from school yesterday. You must understand, that Aiden does not divulge much about his life at school, so in my mind, I'm playing through all of the possible scenarios while waiting for him to give me some tidbit of information. Baseball? Mad student? Mad teacher? Some really big kids elbow? Trombone accident in band? Meanwhile, Aiden is laughing so hard that he can hardly breathe. Turns out the theater arts teacher showed them a few stage makeup tricks. The part that surprises me is that Aiden was willing to walk around with a black eye for most of the day. Theater arts is 3rd period for him. At least he thought he was amusing, and it was pretty funny.

Last Minute

So last night at dinner this was our conversation:

Aiden: Mom, would you be super mad at me if I told you that I have a project do in English tomorrow that I forgot about?
Mom: Yes probably.
Aiden: What if it was in Science?
Mom: Yes.
Aiden: What if it was in Social Studies?
Mom: Aiden, don't push my buttons.
Aiden: Okay. It really is for social studies, and it really is due tomorrow.

So, after having worked all day, a big grocery shopping trip, and 5 loads of laundry in between, I helped Aiden work on his project. A mom's work is never done. He had to do an oral report, using props, on Mahmoud Ahmadinejab. For anyone as politically illiterate as I, he's the president of Iran, and not a very likable character.

The best part of this story is that he didn't end up giving his presentation today because they ran out of time in class. He better get a good grade.