Felicia Jr.

Well, it has begun. I knew it was coming; I just didn't know when. I thought we had more time.

Preston has started acting just like I did at his age (hence Felicia Jr. title.)

I always wanted to go to school with Chevinie. So much in fact that I invented a fake teacher, Mrs. Scooby Doo, and two fake friends, Sandy and Sally, so I would have stories to tell like she did when she came home from school. In my defense, I didn't even go to preschool so I had alot longer to wait than my kids will.

He wants to go to school with Jackson!

This morning he whined as we pulled off saying, "Iss my tunrn go skool!"

Then, when we picked Jackson up, he was so thrilled because it was his turn to bring the letter bucket home. But, instead of us enjoying that moment, we had to deal with Preston having a meltdown that he couldn't have the bucket. He kept screaming down the hall saying, "I ha it fust!" (I had it first), which was not true at all!

Oh boy! We all know what payback is....