I asked her what she had for dinner and she listed some things then said, "And jelly beans for gessert." Oh yes, "gessert" hee hee.
On Wednesdays she typically (more often than not) is picked up from daycare by my parents who then eat dinner with her at their church, then she goes to choir and Mission Friends. I come home and get on the computer. It is a nice break and does allow me to stay late at work since I have been getting there late for the last 2 weeks, Gah!
G just told me her grammie fell out of her chair at church. I said, "Did she fall on her bottom on the floor?" She said, "No she fell and her head was layin' on the floor. And, Mama, gwammie laughed but me and gwandaddy didn't." I called mom to see if she was hurt (no) or just mortified (yes) and she said she was picking up the spaghetti G dropped in the floor. G assures me that it was accidental droppings.
Tonight I get this message from G's teacher, Ms. C, "Please bring a white t-shirt that we can paint on." Does that sound strange to you? Because I have no idea when this t-shirt is needed and don't remember getting a head's up note about it earlier. G just said it is due for painting day but I haven't any idea when painting day is and neither does she. And who has spare white t-shirts around? We don't have plain undecorated white t-shirts lying around. Ugh!
Oh well, I better go dig around and see what I can come up with.