I don't think that Camden is very fond of his classmates. I picked him up from school yesterday earlier than usual. I got to peek into the door and watch him without me seeing him. When I saw him he was crawling under the table. All the chairs were pushed in except for one. He pulled that one in toward him and hit himself in the face with it. After touching his face with an expression of Did that hurt? Do I cry? He went back to hiding under the table. That little bugger then spotted me through the door window and came running to the door. So much for being able to be a fly on the wall for very long.
Camden and I went for our walk this morning. He saw something he found just absolutely amazing. It was a dog dog pooping! He was screaming DOG DOG POO POO! At this point, I was 15 minutes into my walk, going uphill and it was 185 degrees out, so I couldn't just quickly speed by the dog and his owner. This made it very awkward for me, the owner, and I'm quite sure the pooping dog.
I think I sent Camden to school in bajammies today. I'm not sure. It's a cute monster onesie and monster print pants that could very well be pajamas. Oh well, he does have shoes on, which is the only Room 4 requirement, so I consider this a successful day.
You go Momma!!!
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