College

Brody likes talking about all of the schools he'll attend. Today, as we drove past his elementary school, he started telling me about college. When he goes to college, he's going to sleep there, he tells me. He'll have his own bookshelf full of books and it'll have his name on it. If it's far away and he wants to read a book, he'll just walk over and quietly get a book and take it back to his seat to read. He isn't going to get to see Dada and me every day, but we can come to his school on "special days" like when there is a party in his classroom. :) I'll have to remind him of this conversation later in life. What college kid wouldn't want to have his mom visit for parties?