Today at school the 2nd graders played dodge ball in PE. I only had 2 kids to supervise in a class of 19 because the others were absent. I was watching these kids play with amazing skill and accuracy (or the opposite) and I caught site of one of the 2 kids I look after. I was on one wall, the PE teacher was on the opposite with my 2 kids. At that moment the girl (age 9) had collected 3 or 4 of the 12 balls available for the game. She was standing less than 2 feet away from the PE teacher and instead of throwing them at the opposite team, she was throwing them at the teacher. I watched her pelt him for at least 90 seconds over and over with any dodge balls she could get her hands on. It was halarious. Finally he came back to my side of the gym, threw a ball at her and she was out.
Tonight at dinner I was talking to my kids and Nicole told me she wishes she could change her name. I asked her what she wanted to change it to and she said Elizabeth. (I actually love this name. It is one of the girl names Ken and I have chosen if we ever have another baby and it turns out a girl. We'd spell it with an S though. Elisabeth) ANYWAY, I asked her what we would call her if that was her name and she said Liz. Just then Matthew wanted to change his name to Andrew so we could call him And.
It's 7:41 CST and my kids are in bed and asleep. Life is good.