Joey is kicking it in Kindergarten.

I mean, this boy has it all figured out.

And he’s come a long way.  Baby.

My once-stubborn boy now sits quietly and listens, follows directions…

He even knows the presidents!  Well…up to Coolidge.

I credit his teacher for jerking a knot in his tail.

And this week, he’s the class Star of the Week.

Nothing to get too excited about:  Everyone gets to be Star of the Week.

We made a huge poster with pictures of his family, favorite foods, pets…

He got to take in a pillow and toy for rest time.

He’s the teacher’s special helper…”Mommy!  I got to turn the lights off today!”

Yesterday, he got to have a special guest come to class to read a story to the class…Grandaddy stepped up and went to class to read Don’t Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus.

And he gets to bring in a special Star of the Week snack.

When I asked Joey what he wanted me to make for the special snack, I got this:

“I want a huge cake that shaped like a star that says, ‘Joey is Star of the Week’!”

We deflated our ego a bit, and I managed to talk him into some cupcakes.

Joey also requested chocolate and vanilla cupcakes.  Not some of each.  Chocolate and Vanilla in one.

This kid is a genius.  Academically AND Culinarily.

Yeah, that’s totally not a real word.

“…with yellow stars and red sprinkles.”

Done and done.