Yesterday morning we all (me and the four kids) sat in a small room at the doctor's office, waiting for David to have his 4 year-old check-up and shots.
The Nurse Practitioner came in and asked the usual questions, to which David gave the worst possible answers. She started off asking him about preschool, and he told her he did not have a playground, did not do art or crafts, and did not learn about letters...or learn anything. (All in the softest, cutest voice possible).
Then she asked him what kind of food he likes. No matter what she asked him, the only thing he would say was, "CANDY!!!!"
"Do you like strawberries?"
"Do you like apples?"
And on, and on, and on, it went...
I found some pictures on my phone of David that I thought I would include in this update:
On the playground at the SplashPark
Showing me that he "won't have to change at bedtime, because he already has his jammas on"
Riding his bike at the beach. His favorite part was dodging "obstacles" on the sidewalk
"Reading" his Bible in the morning while he waits for everyone else to wake up.
A video of him playing with the "toy" that he literally played with for an entire day...including a 6-hour car trip. It was a tangled up piece of blue string.
Playing with his "military guys"