Bode is pretty darn delightful these days–he is always humming or singing a song he’s learning in music class and is a happy kid. I’m convinced kindergarten/grade 1 are about the best years ever of a kid’s life. You’re old enough to really do things for yourself yet young enough to not shoulder the responsibility of any real demands or homework.
Unless you’re Bode who begs me to make up homework for him. (While I can’t force Haddie to do hers).
And of course, there is play. After a brief hiatus from sleepovers (likely recovering from the previous ones) Jamie’s sister Lisa generously offered to host each of the kids on their very own sleepover. Haddie’s was a few weeks ago and Bode has been chomping at the bit for his turn. The problem is, our travel schedule will be starting to heat up with some pretty epic trips.
Bode’s uphill climb
Last week, Lisa sent this email:
Would Bode like to come over for a sleepover on Friday? Let me know.
Jamie’s response:
Bode I know would love to come over for a sleepover. He has a B-day party on that Saturday at 11:30 a.m. that he needs to go to. Will that be a problem? Other than this Friday Bode is booked until mid-December. It is hard to be the Bode. So very hard.
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