Ben displays excellent citizenship in class. He has the ability to make positive contributions to class discussions. He is a respectful and conscientious class member. He assumes responsibility well and is well liked by his peers. He is continuing to improve the quality of his work and is increasing hsi effort.

 

We have a new couch and love seat! After ten years our old couch and love seat was sun-faded and covered in pulled threads (courtesy of Scout the Cat). The cushions no longer met flush with each other, leaving gaps for feet to get stuck. The cushion back was flattened and no longer offered any back support.

So, we got a new couch and love seat! It was just delivered Friday. My butt is so dang comfy right now.

And next Friday, my whole body will be so much more comfy! We just (sort of) bought a new bed! Our old bed, all of four-years-old, had developed body sags that were 2 1/2 inches to 3 inches deep. The pillow-top stuffing had all gathered in the middle of the bed, creating a hump between Steve and I. On Steve's side of the bed the pillow-top had shifted so that it hung about two inches over the side of the bed. Oddly, my side had not shifted at all.

So, well, beds aren't supposed to do that. We called Sleep Country, they sent out a home inspector (this is how we know all the measurements about our bed), and then the home inspector gave us a certificate to get a new bed and box springs of the same (not-prorated) value of our old bed. Wahoo!

Ben has new bedding.

We'll have new bedding after Friday (must get fitted sheets 18-inches deep....).

We planted flowers (primroses and tulips) in pots around the front of our house and we dug up sickly gross azaleas from our courtyard area.

It's like we've got a whole new house!

The bus wasn't like my daddy's car at all. It was very big inside. And the seats didn't have any cloth on them.

The little curly girl was sitting near the front. And so I  tapped on her.

"Guess what?" I said. "Mother said for me to sit here."

"No!" she said. "I'm saving this seat for my best friend, Mary Ruth Marble!"

Then she put her little white purse on the place where I was going to sit.

And so I made a face at her.

"Hurry up and find a seat, young lady," said Mr. Woo.

And so I quick sat down across from the curly mean girl. And Mr. Woo shut the door.

It wasn't a regular kind of door, though. It folded in half. And when it closed, it made a whishy sound.

I don't like that kind of door. If it closes on you by accident, it will cut you in half, and you will make a squishy sound.

The bus made a big roar. Then a big puff of black smelly smoke came out the back end of it. It's called bus breath, I think.