In pictures

Here are some photos from the past few weeks:

The slices at this place are bigger than Biscuit's head!

I love that Biscuit is still game to do these kinds of photos. It won't be long until these cutesy photos are SO not cool.

And speaking of cool ... Biscuit wanted a leather jacket, but they're so dang expensive! So Jeff found one on eBay. The guy was asking for a specific price or best offer. Jeff made him and offer, and the guy said he was hoping to get more than that. Jeff said, "Here's the deal. My son is 10. He's going to outgrow the thing in no time." So he took about half what he was asking for. The boy paired it with new jeans, favorite tennis shoes and aviator sunglasses. He was quite pleased with his look. 

My brother brought Jeff a late birthday present. And I got one, too.

Out of the mouth of my babe

A couple of things Biscuit has said recently:

Electric wheels: A while back, a company scattered electric scooters around downtown. You use your cellphone to scan a code to pay for riding them. People were zipping around everywhere.

Some people were zipping around places they weren't supposed to be, so a lot of cities are banning them now.

Anyway, Biscuit saw somebody riding one, and said, "Hey, check that out!"

I explained to him how they worked.

He said, "The future is a wonderful place, you know."


Using tools: We were eating at a Mexican restaurant, and Biscuit was using a knife and fork to eat his enchilada. They're made from flour tortillas, so he could've just used his fork.

"That's soft enough that you could just cut it with your fork," I told Biscuit.

"I guess," Biscuit said, "but I just feel the need to be fancy pants tonight."

Winter Concert

Biscuit and his fellow fourth-graders put on a really nice holiday concert this evening.

He decided he wanted to dress up, so he picked some navy pants, a white shirt, a red and blue striped tie and a Santa hat. He looked really nice.

They did some fun songs with choreographed movements. The kids got to play air guitar at one point, and I wish I could've gotten a video of Biscuit. He was getting down!

Here's a little bit of the first song they did.

Biscuit had a small speaking role, and he did a really good job. He was actually the first one to talk.

It reminded me of a conversation I had a few years ago with his kindergarten teacher.

Each grade does a musical show of some kind each year. In the first grade, he had to dress up like a chicken. Remember that?

There were some speaking parts in that show, too. And the music teacher had asked Biscuit to be a speaker. I don't know if you remember, but Biscuit had a stutter that he grew out of by second grade. But in kindergarten, it was pretty bad.

I went in for a parent-teacher conference, and the teacher started laughing. "She had him listed for a speaking part, and all I could think about was him up there on that stage going, "Um, um, um, um, we, we, we are all fr- fr- friends."

And she was right. His stutter would get even worse if he was mad, nervous or upset. Can you imagine?!

So I was really proud of him tonight for being able to speak clearly and being brave enough to do it.

It was about 7:15 as we were leaving the school, so we stopped by a pizza place near the house for dinner.

These are my special boys.

When we got home, Biscuit had to go straight to the shower.

As he was heading upstairs, I said, "I'm proud of you. I think you did a really good job tonight."

Biscuit stopped, looked at me and grinned. "Thank you," he said. "I'll be here all night ... literally." And then he gave himself a rimshot. "Buh-dum-chhhh!"

That boy makes me smile every single day.