Not much news here.
Vance is still liking kindergarten and the second and third day of riding the bus to school went smoothly.
Vaughn is confused about where Big Bro has been and often asks about his whereabouts. It's cute.
Vaughn is back to taking afternoon naps so having a few hours to myself in the afternoon is strange. I told myself that I'd start working out again when Vance started school, so on Friday that's what I did. And I overdid it. One should not do sprints when one has not worked out in 4 months.
I'm always more than ready for pick-up time. I'm excited to hear about his day, however that's the last thing he wants to talk about. It was nice at his old school because we'd get a daily report sheet that tells exactly what they did that day. All we have now is what Vance remembers to tell us. And that's pretty shaky.
It's dark and thundering here. Our hibiscus tree has finally bloomed and it's yellow. I was hoping for pink, Justin was hoping for white, Vance wanted blue, and Vaughn just wants more bacon. Happy Monday to all!