You did not bring home a writing journal this week. I admit, I was somewhat disappointed. Nothing brings a smile to my face like that peek I get inside your head on a (usually) weekly basis.
I'm sure it has something to do with the half day and the spring break that you get next week, but still...those writing journals are treasures.
This weekend, we are spending some time together. Just you and me, kid. I gave you more than one choice, one of which included a great deal of candy, but you chose breakfast at Einstein Bros and a hike up your favorite *mountain*. That's what kind of a kid you are. You would rather spend time doing something special than eating candy. Seriously, you are awesome.