Bikes and Dentists and Fun Fairs, Oh My!

Call me Mother of the Year.

It has been quite the week for Peanut. Last Saturday, he became the proud owner of his first "big boy" bike... complete with training wheels, bike helmet, and elbow and knee pads. Mommy may be foolish, but not completely stupid. Peanut has had a fine time figuring out just how fast he can go and how long he can make the skid marks when he stops. He is his father's child.

On Thursday, we had Boy Wonder Goes to the Dentist. I realize that there are children (and let's face it, adults) who dread this. Considering our dentist is the father of the other half of the Dastardly Duo, it's not a problem. Getting Peanut to quit the doughboys that our dentist taught him (thanks!) has been more difficult, but I'm not complaining as Boy Wonder had no cavities. And there was much rejoicing.

Then came Friday. As we pulled into school, Peanut saw not one but two jump castles. Best day ever. Beloved Teacher explained that he had 11 minutes in the jumpy and let me know that Peanut's sacred schedule was shot for the day. Would there be any problems?

There would not. Peanut came home tired and happy with his bag full of prizes. We are still hearing about how much fun he had. On to this week: The Last Day of School. How will I survive? Only time will tell.

Call me Mother of the Year.