Highs & Hoes

Each evening at dinner, we all tell our "high & low" for the day. For about a year now, Will calls it highs & hoes, and we all just crack up! About once a week, the girls ask, "What is a hoe?" We always laugh and tell them it is a garden tool, which it is. Tonights' list went something like this:


W: My high is dat I had a Balentine party at school & Mommy played spiderman toys wif me.
My ho is dat I jumped out of my bed and busted my ear (really old story) and I do not wike the ear doctor.


F: My high is I made a 100 on my spelling test, and I loved centers today. My low is a boy said something GROSS at lunch. I cannot repeat it.


Me: Did he say a bad word?

F: No, he is just disgusting.

Me: Well, that is normal.

Cl: My high is that I made a Valentine project and Mommy picked me up from school, and my low is that Jessica in Ms. So & So's class is still mean.

Me: My high is that I ate lunch w/Daddy today, went to Will's school party & made soup for my girls. My low is ...it keeps raining & it is cold.


Craig: My high is Mommy is my Valentine and my low is my outreach rained out.


Craig is prompt, I will give him that. He always celebrates holidays, anniversaries, and b-days early. On the 11th, he brought home a Valentine, although we agreed we were just going to lunch. He knows I am a sucker for the Jelly Belly.




The funny part is the card: so sweet, thoughtful, pretty and it cost $5. However, what he wrote is priceless:

"Honey, you are still my high & you take away all my hos!"

This was the best present: He made the bed! Woohoo!