Reading Session At The Armory

We went to the armory today for our weekly reading session. Javier was in his element surrounded by all things National Guard, including big guns, little guns, trucks, jeeps and parachutes. If that child had his way, he'd be in big-kid bootcamp (only he'd be the one crying that he's tired after running for 2.5 seconds).

Bella, on the other hand, couldn't have cared less about being there. She gravitated toward the balls and enjoyed getting chased across the open garage area. She also loved the standard icey pop at the end of the session. In fact, she loved it so much, she was eyeballing everyone else's icey pops and holding her hand out to the adults with one - as if they were going to give theirs up!

I thought she'd enjoy getting tossed around in the parachute bc she she cackled like a mad woman when they just had balls in there. She looks like she's enjoying it ... but really this is the beginning of quite a loud and enthusiastic meltdown.

C'est la vie. All was well again when we hit McD's for lunch. :)