bibbidi-bobbidi-boo...

Tonight I tucked Eli in bed and followed our natural routine: I read a book, we talked and laughed, we prayed...but tonight it was a little different, bittersweet really. Tonight he is six. When he wakes up, he'll be seven.
*poof...another year.

let's celebrate...something!

Tonight I declared that we would not have a Christmas tree next year since I am the one who had to put it up, decorate it, take it down and pack everything away - by myself.
Eli quickly asked if we could celebrate kwanza or that other holiday with candles since we aren't going to have Christmas. Quick kid...

parenting tip

My parenting style may not be conventional, but it is effective. Last night, Eli decided that he didn't want to go to school so I told him that there were only three options for him. He could go to school and learn, he could go to jail - because that's what happens to truants, or he could go to work and the only place for kids to work at is a sweat shop and those kids work long hours, sometimes losing hands and fingers. He thought about it and today he's at school! Crises averted...for now!

The long arm of the law!

This is what I found on the wall when I came home from work. It's a touch of Eli!
This is one of those sticky hands holding up one of his play mobil men...not sure what they did to get in this kind of trouble!