Open House, and the things they say!

This week Cora had her kindergarten assessment, when school personnel tested her so they can decide how to form next year's four classes (20 kids each). Stace took her, and said she seemed to answer all the questions well.

On Thursday, after football/soccer we walked over to the school with the Roberts for Open House. We got to check out Ave's class; Cora and Johnny really liked the nature dioramas.

We ate fund-raising sandwiches together, and then had a good look around the school. We know Cora will love it. Already she is asking when she can go to kindergarten, and she's upset when we tell her it's a few months away.

It was nice bumping into a few other families we know from our neighborhood and from Pioneer Club. Maybe Cora will know someone in her class next year, even if she and Johnny aren't in the same room.

And speaking of Johnny...

Genia tells us her sweet, sensitive, deep-thinker really likes Stacey.

Not long ago, Genia tells us, they were in the car when Johnny said randomly, "Stacey's smart. Well, he's not that smart. But he could be!"

And the other night, the Roberts were at our house having dinner after soccer. John had to work late, so he joined us while we were having our dessert.
He happened to walk through the door just in time to overhear Johnny saying to Stace, "Dad. Dad! Can I have another brownie?"
And to witness Stace absentmindedly hand him one.

John said to his son, "Johnny, did you just call Stacey, 'Daddy'?"
Johnny replied, "Yeah. I couldn't remember his name."

And, two Coraisms:
Cora was scared of a Daddy Longlegs, so I said they are good spiders that eat bad bugs and flies.
"Oh! So maybe we can get a pack of them and put them in the house!"
What a difference from the week before, when she shrieked, "Mum! Mum! Help! There's a teeny tiny spider in the bathroom!
"Wait. It might be an ant."

We'll close with a Violetism.
Cora said something that included the word "bed," so I asked, how to do you spell that? She responded, "B-E-D. I sounded it out!"
We then asked Violet how to spell "bed."
Without missing a beat, she said, "B-I-O-A. Bed!"