Today we went to Patrick's preschool Valentine's party. It was an awesome party, if only for the fact that I had nothing to do with it except to send in juice boxes. They started out by doing circle time, which I guess Mrs. Cindy is really proud of, but this time Patrick happily participated, so I was glad to see it again. Then they played "Musical Hearts", and the mom that put that together must've had a flat-out genius for a child, because none of the other kids got it. After three rounds (singing Jesus Loves Me, Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, and Life is a Highway), they were all still perfectly happy to stand three to a heart so no one would get left out. Kudos to Mrs. Cindy on the sharing pep talks, nice try to the room mom, but no dice!
Here's Patrick eating his heart-shaped sandwich. His shirt says "Hunk of Burning Love". Oh yeah, baby! Ben commanded a whole table to himself to eat lunch, so we'll see how he does when he gets to the 3's class...Us mommies got another little gift--lets hope I can hang onto this one a little longer; I only had the Altoids tin for about two days before Patrick gave it to Luke's Grandma*sniff*--they took the kids' glamour shots and put them in cute little frames for us:
Awwwwwww, yeah baby...eat your heart out Lenny, there's a new ladies man in town! Old Blue Eyes himself can't even compare. I never knew Patrick had it in him to be so debonnaire. Maybe it's time to get rid of all the camo and restock the closet with zoot suits...
