Earlier this week, Nate’s school class put on a wax museum. Nate was Abraham Lincoln. As someone would walk by his statue, they could press a button on his desk and he would recite a poem he wrote:
Who Am I:
I was born in 1809
But I was not printed on a dime
Instead I was printed on a penny
This, back then, was a lot of money
When I grew up I got married.
But back then, my face was not harry.
I always liked to joke with my boys
Maybe because I didn’t have any toys
My mother died when I was nine,
And a joke was played on a hate that was mine.
I kept all my letters in that hat.
This wasn’t attacked by a cat.
I had all my pets in the white house,
but none of them were a white mouse.
When I was little, I read a lot,
that was the school that I was taught.
I was shot at a theater,
John Wilks Booth was a cheater.
So I ask you as I die,
who in America, Was I?
Then on Friday, Wade and I went to the school to help with TJ’s Easter party.
Then a short visit to Erica’s class party.
Then the rest of Saturday was filled with Nate and Erica trying to take out TJ’s two front teeth. He has an infection, and if we don’t get them out by Easter day, the dentist will pull them himself. They tried tying his tooth to Foose Ball, a bike, a tree, a door, a fence, a remote control car… the tooth would not budge!