Welcome to our couch. This is such an average night for the Friedman fam I thought I’d let you in on it. (Can you spot Betsy?)
Carver and Gannon are playing tractors and coming and cuddling and bringing us books every once in awhile or the tractors will need hooked to their wagons.
I’m writing this blog post, Craig is looking up random history facts while we are watching Hamilton for the 18th time.
This little guy looks awfully sweet right now but we had a rough time earlier this evening.
His preschool teacher and he classroom helper came to meet Carver – they typically do a home visit before three year old preschool.
Well, it’s hotter than hades in Iowa, the bugs were just terrible, and because this is a “home visit” it’s actually a driveway visit because of COVID.
Carver immediately switched into NAUGHTY MODE. He was hiding, he drove his Jeep off after I told him not to, he tackled Gannon and hit him because he had his tools. Then I told him to stop, he hopped back in his Jeep and almost ran Gannon’s leg over. They gave him a mask that says “TV Pride” on it and he wouldn’t say thank you.
Then Gannon somehow found an empty beer can he kept bringing to me – I would go set it up on the porch and he kept bringing it back to me – they probably thought I was just casually drinking during this preschool meeting. Then Gannon disappeared for a few minutes. It was a mess.
On the bright side, I’m not sure he could behave any worse so any good behavior exhibited beyond this point will be a pleasant surprise.
So that’s what’s new here. I’m going to watch my niece early tomorrow morning so I’d better get off to bed.