Alden Crawls and Beckett's Fashion Sense

(I know Beckett's chonis are backwards, but at least he put them on himself, right?)

Here are some things we thought we'd never have to say:

Me: Beckett, a potato isn't for drawing on.
John: Beckett, when Alden cries it means, "Don't push on his head."

Redwood Marching Band - Washington '09

Okay, so I have nothing to do with the band but my school was the only middle school from California to play for the inauguration.

Diplomacy for Preschoolers

Beckett's teacher gave me a letter he had dictated. He declined to write a note to Mommy, Daddy, or grandma. Here is the text of the letter he wrote:

"Dear John McCain,
I want to write you a letter. Good news! Barack Obama wins the president.
From,
Beckett"

Do bears...?

They have been studying bears at Beckett's school and he is very interested in everything about them. This was his bed time question:

Beckett: Do bears poo in the woods?

Those who do not think this HILARIOUS must not have as much of a potty mouth as I do.

Portless

After a day of talking everyone's ear off, getting poked for no reason, and totally eventless anestheisa (plus almost one year of stable MRIs) Beckett is port-free and only has a few steri-strips to show for his trouble. (He also got a teddy bear which he inexplicably named Pinky Doo Bear.) A gem from the trip to LPCH: "I want to be a Cal-Trans worker when I grow up so I can fix roads."

Beckett does "Dali"

Beckett was avoiding going to sleep and kept running out of his room with pictures. Finally he ran out screaming: "I wrote my name, I wrote my name." you can definitely see the Ts and he said the funky figure-8 thing was the B. I think that's a letter e in the bottom corner. In other news, assuming all goes well, Beckett is having his chemo port removed tomorrow! Yeah!