Every Tuesday and Thursday Jack & I have the honor of taking Anna to preschool.  What’s precious about this task is listening to Anna & Jack talk to each other during the whole 5 minute commute.  Also enjoyable is the time listening to Jack go on and on once we drop Anna off.  Oh, and so it doesn’t feel left out there is that great time of picking Anna up when they both try to talk at the same time or Anna tries to talk about her time playing outside (Seriously if it wasn’t for the teacher summary at pick up I’d think they only play.) while Jack cries because he can’t play on the “road” in the church’s circle drive or throw rocks at whatever he sees.

Our drive to school, that was what started this post.  Lately Anna’s been trying to teach Jack how to pronounce new words, like cement truck.  The only problem is he already knows how to say most of them but that doesn’t stop her.  This is a snippet from todays conversation.

Anna:   Repeat after me.  Greeeeeee.
Jack:    Blue
Anna:   No, Jack.  Green.
Jack:    No.  Blue.  Dog.
Anna:   Where's the dog? (as I look around trying to find a dog amongst the cornfields)
Jack:    By the boat.  (as I look for a boat amongst the cornfields)
Anna:   Greeeee.
Jack:    CHURCH!

For the record, there wasn’t a dog or a boat.  Today’s trip highlights according to Jack were green light, school busses, railroad tracks, red light, imaginary dog, imaginary boat and a real church.

After we drop off Anna, Jack starts his line of question.  “Park?”  “Meijer?”  “Am ub?” (Sam’s Club for those not fluent in Jack.)  Can you guess what we have a tendency to do during our two hours?  Today though, we went to Starbucks (it wasn’t even 9 and I had been up since 6:30 am) before going home to meet the furnace maintenance guy (aka Brad).  In the Starbucks parking lot Jack was told he would be allowed to get a kid’s hot chocolate and he said “Ho-tay Mommy” and ran to the door.  Once inside he started to say a bit loudly “My coffee! My coffee!”  He impatiently waited for his drink to come out and happily took his drink to the van.

At home we relaxed and enjoyed our drinks while waiting.  Brad showed up and quickly went to work and Jack went to play on the main level.  At one point Brad started to take off a panel and Jack came running to the stairs asking "That noise?" (hand cupped around ear of course).  I asked him "What do you think that noise was?"  Jack answered "Crew driver", he turned to look at Brad who was laughing and he showed Jack the power screwdriver he had just used.  Jack was apparently pleased with himself and left to go back to playing.

Off we go eventually to get Anna.  Jack was all excited about the landscaping rocks and pondered which of the four doors we would go through today (yes, weird, but its what we do).  He ran inside to play with the train that is usually in the hall but it was gone and he didn’t know what to do so he decided to start taking things off the wall.  Fast forward to going into the room to get Anna and then have to leave a different way, which happened to be through the playground that was new to Jack and he couldn’t play on it.  So I held Anna’s hand while holding a flailing and crying hysterical Jack.  Once in the van I tried to ask about Anna’s day and Jack just wanted to cry over her.  All I got before giving up was the photographer, it was picture day, had a duck on top of his camera and she kept laughing at the duck.

So, how does one stop a hystrically crying Jack?  “Easy peasy lemon squeasy.”  We went down the dead end road by church to watch two combines, or as Anna called them “composters”, harvest a soybean field.  They even got to watch one of them unload while picking.  They were so in awe over these big tractors and the four guys working were so sweet and waved. 

Soooooo, how was your 8:20 to 11:20 today?!?!?!?!?!

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